Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths

Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them

Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils

Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly

A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase

My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old

A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs

The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors

Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me

To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told

To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished