Monthly Archives: December 2018

i see your eyes flashing memories of your past.   2018

we keep sailing. farther from the old and ancient sins of our generation. we reach the soil of our true selves, the home is never a savage.   2018

crashing eyes are in dense participation of the crowd’s favorite game of luck. they anticipate the coming of the one, the image that has been there from the beginning. they are lured by the antics of the worshipers, pushed forward … Continue reading →

not too far not too close we never bend we never lose the side of everything nothing is forgotten it is not a tragedy it is not a bad ending too soon i’ll be the better part of me too … Continue reading →

we fix the curly crusts of the milky way. the dust on your hair looks like the silver haze of my autumn morning. we wander far from all darkest evenings, and at a lone distance are our shadows prancing until … Continue reading →

i drop the stones in the waters of my dream. a wave of longing entraps the underneath. rural air whips my shame and disease. on many occasions are the shattering of fragile and weak.   2018

I’m thousand miles away and basking at the beach is grayed. I’ve a blasted neighbor, knocking the clay pots of my tulips. I hate looking at this, guarding my eyes by shutting the blinds of my windows, freeing the wild … Continue reading →