Gritted teeth, and you are the grit. stuck, fast, like plaque Plaguing. Plausible. A permanency. What is it that wraps around my shoulders and over my belly It is not the comfort I seek. The union I would crave But... Continue Reading →
The passing of time The gruelling consequences of age and inhibition. Dancing with the wolves on the street strewn with silver pieces. I've waited, yet the answer is often too evasive. Be free and dance, but keep your center of gravity... Continue Reading →
Lightly, Briefly, Honestly Catching you Lest you do not trust the ground.
Where were you all this time? In my mind? For I fear I have fleeting memories and faded, at that.