figments
i cut myself loose from gravity, spenda homesick light year crying about theview out the window. so much empty,and only my body to fill it. pick a star…
bridges collapse and highway exits burn.three hundred miles of razor wire / glass / salt. i call home at two a.m. and only the silencepicks up. i’m the…
Snowflakes gracefully hit the groundCrushed conifer cones lay scattered Smoke drifts away from warm bodies One man grabs his metallic circular shades Reflection of thoughts trapped in two framesLowering them, he…
what’s missing isn’t mystery but history, hysteria wisteria and spanish moss how vast a loss, to lose a lass! at last the glass is cracked in two but…
limbo [ˈlimbō] (n.) 1. journey without destination.
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