Devils

what holds you here tethered and scared of your own dreams? where are your lashings? you cry victim hood you're burning but what keeps you standing? what keeps you planted tall against distant screams how long have you been here? lurking? what have you been thinking? what will it take to get you running? and... Continue Reading →

Crestfallen

did I wake up beneath toasted cotton clouds or smeared tears against the murky eye, haven't the birds alerted of my arrival for one more day or did they jerk me from my empty slumber as tiny wells as thunder hasn't the morning dew grounded me briskly shocking my re-existence or did it soak through... Continue Reading →

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