Nothing to win.Nothing left to lose.It’s time for that vice of yours break.Body always bruised,how ever will the spirit soar? Back where I left offbefore the pursuit,a half-bloomed flower, merely on my waypurely becoming myself.And in that season before incubation,clamped, … Continue reading
Taking Flight Fading, noise of the worldEntombed, curated stories|Laid to rest, misgivingsManifesting, dreamy visionsReclaiming, warm delights and steamy waysFrom the depths of my reserves, peace and joyRestored, remembranceGlowing, vestiges of an ancient waySound once again…didn’t know betrayal could be so … Continue reading
Since the age of reason, linear thinkingBreaking it all down, egoistic intelligenceNot working at such capacity, ancestral mamaWhat matters, embers pulled from your heartstringsWhat doesn’t, circulating trendy topicsEmbracing the new, moonNot waiting for counsel, wide-bosomed Gaia
Stories untold, clearing outIn the shadow, embracesIn the light, releasesOn every page, a voiceOnce curbed, now saidWhat to do withpain,plenty,pleasure,envyelegance?The new and living way, en route. So the story goes—making room for the unexpected, can’t say it feels pretty but … Continue reading
It’s inevitable after the finale.Somehow, we forget this about the end.Our bar with engraved affirmation whittling away,yet our dreams lucidly flow as we lay.See post 22 squares ago for a review of our daily avowal.I offer this enantiomorphic shot that … Continue reading
There is a new kind of dreaming and we’re in it.
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