Walking around together, I hope we walk the same. Darkness will come, in this dream and weather. This city, Is where I’ll dig my grave. The breeze and twisters, falling trees and flowers, Rolling heaps of dried leaves and broken brooms and rakes walk behind me. I hope we walk the same.
I thought you would be kinder. In my dream, I watched you sleep, Dreaming of me where I lived; You watched me dream of shadows and sounds, their shapes and matter; Won’t you wake me up? If you dreamt of me, I would spring to my feet And pinch your shoulders. I would think of […]
On her way back from dance practice, K comes across a recently made friend, S, “Hi, what have you been up to?” S inquires of K as soon as they are within speaking distance. “Not much,” replies K. “Just back from dance practice.”
What does it even mean? It’s a thing you say just to keep them quiet. It’s the thing you do to curb the uprising. It’s a way you talk to hide the problem. It’s the finger you raise to change the subject. The thing you do to scale the protest. The signs you don’t see, […]
A monochrome manifestation of blood and blues, orange and yellows, curves and subtle triangles. What can you love in times like these?
In my days, The modest mind isn’t a mind; It isn’t one sought for words; It isn’t one with thoughts extolled. In my days, the quiet mind isn’t a mind. The humble one is invisible, Unpraised and unsought; Unwelcome, unvirtuous, In my days, the humble one is the fool. And when words scream from reason; […]
We see you Every breaking day With the pulse Of a torn heart; beating on. Every aching day With the neurons Of a worn mind; thinking on. And the endless work, With counting hours Of sitting still and writing off. Caffeine in blood, Heaven in sight; If the lamp stays on Night never comes.
Oh for man’s own land I lament. These few months, these last days Watching how blatantly we devour the earth; How to money-blinded minds the oceans wail, How the old flesh of the past today burns out in pipes, choke, and black sadness, Dying again; first by nature, now by our hands.
I am not a dying star dear friend, I am already gone. Still going; Moved on from your gracious sight; Tell them; yours and mine; tell them; You are the special one and not I; You are from heaven’s road, Not I. My wings, weak orbits, bright shine; Dying light from deep time afar; Fading away, […]
Dusty sky, I lost heaven’s glance. Sinner boy, You stole merry’s smile. I was simple and kind, Feathers for heart, Mother and father, single arts bind, Spirit and thunder, changing laws ‘vide – Now a wondering child disordered, Seeking answers from yonder. People with lies, heaven with shrouds – The city is the truth, crowded with […]
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