

InsideTimes move fast in futility... what do you have to show for your efforts? Periods of suffer and misused utility, learning to hear what blind eyes see-- when mine are inside, inside, I carry them inside.Inside
rivers carry sediments... sedimentsthey go, they go, change plays in short lived strides; waters ripple, waters flow... but mine are inside, inside, I carry them inside.
you wear them pinned to your chest, displayed in selfish pride. what do you have to show for your efforts? When mine are inside, inside, I carry them inside. &nb


I never...I never told you I loved you, kept hidden the things we shared I never told you I loved you, pretended that I never cared I made believe you were my chaplain even though nothing ever happened I never told you I loved you when I used to hide you helped me perceive, made me believe, opened up deep down inside I never told you I loved you never before have I tried, but Ive taken too long and now youre gone never to see the tears that I criedI never...


I am herePeople come and people go Planets moving to and fro Clouds will fill, and split and purge Trees will grow Seas will surge But I am here, now I am hereI am here
Brick upon brick, layering Foot before feet People come and go But you are mine to keep The rain may come tomorrow Joy may turn to sorrow But I am here, now I am here
A flowers time will come to wilt Young blood will succeed the old Upon generations foundations built Wisdom, in passing is gone and found Tales are lost then retold Always return to the ground


Middle ChildrenMiddle Children Family can be hard to live with. You wake up in the morning, you go downstairs expecting to have a peaceful breakfast and maybe a cup of tea when your eleven-year-old brother starts singing mary had a little lamb in an extremely off-key tone. You reach into your favorite box of honey nut Cheerios just to find its already been finished. When you come home, all you want is to relax and do your homework but no, your parents decide you have to wash the dishes. Finally you have a moment of peace, get settled in, close the door, only to be followed by the unrelenting honks of a dying goose that are mistaking lMiddle Children


Vagrant HeartsAh... the reflection in your eyes Play across your skin As your shivering hand reaches out... Love fades into the sky Another broken window Another strip of film But every night I still see you there Lying in the tide Foam rolling silently up legs bare Are you wishing it pulls you away...? Now you become the silken sand Now you are the waves tenderly drowning Under my stars, forever Bated breaths into our fire we feed Singeing flesh, sinking deep Vagrant hearts Wandering through ashen night Sweat glistened memories Or desires that one dVagrant Hearts


SnowMonths grouped together like careless footsteps stroll upon the lashings accorded to me by the sun. In January I am caressed by ghosts or something as cold and invisible. They intrude upon hair, clothes; books dampen with monstrous hand prints. Are these shells of half-dead creatures holding themselves, ancient in a cavern somewhere or tethered to the earth by thought?Snow
Bits of cloud, the flesh of heaven picked off like a soft disease nestle on my shoulder as if pulled from my sweater. they emer
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