Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Friday, October 16, 2015
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Thursday, September 24, 2015
i found a little part of me
that was still the same, but my head was under a pillow. it was a dream. like a
feeling you get when you realize you almost choked, but your body coughed it
out. the angels are still hangin’ around. they’re still holding you close. waiting
for when. ...and don’t speak, they can hear you. it’s
happening again.
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Saturday, February 21, 2015
I might not know how to begin or how anything ends, but
there is something in my mind that beckons to be recognized. Something I have
always known, yet do not yet know. I have shook hands with the consciousness
that will drive even the most collected of us to bite the ripened succulent
fruit of insanity. Dreams deceive such a delicate realness and beads of sweat
stamp a puny defeat so with the most insulting and graceful drip to demise.
Monday, October 27, 2014
there's so much sawdust swarming in my mind & my synapses are relentless chainsaws that won't cease. this is a time of passage both within and outside of myself to uncharted experiences. the balance beam is screaming in me, and one side is ready to just utterly collapse. it's been teetering for years, and i'm panicking in anticipation of surrender. i've been trembling, even during the day, afraid the moon is disappointed of my forsaking.
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