Why does this caged beast sing While the world burns around it Lulled by deaf-tone melodies Placate with the newest of things And the prettiest
Tag: Self
Hide & Seek
I can’t remember How many days it’s been Lost in these hours Through deep exhale The crisp autumn air Burns cold With each inhale There’s
Flowering Ink
I sat at the edge of something, contemplating anything. Like so many times before, I try to look up, but could only stare down into
The Sand
And sometimes the blue turns to grayAs lost puppies push their nose into the sandDigging along the shoreFor something, anythingWasting away, starving, thirstyHow long can
Someday Maybe
I made a promise To an old friend That I’d be back This way someday But a restlessness Sleeps down Inside me Burning questions In
The Poet – part 2
Was it a sequence Of words Drifting in and out Like the last time I tried to sleep Through the Drowning sands With silica dreams
