“A Broken Sun” Days 322 – 323

A Broken Sun 322 I can feel the wind Cross into the bedroom. I can feel the ocean Warp into the sundown. And everyone just floats on In silent memory. Our muscle tone breaks and turns To ashes on the moon. I notice how things keep changing As the ocean keeps rising, and rising. The … Continue reading

“We Live Every Second until It Strikes Noon.” – Day 303

No, we could never see the hour of our death;
It’s not written where we can read it.
It’s known in the Earth, she breathes the hour.
We live every second until it strikes noon.

Words can express every iota of pure emotion – Days 217, 218, 219

When I have a difficult time of expressing something
I write, because I can sit down and arduously work towards
Saying exactly what I need to speak, exactly what I feel.
Words can express every iota of pure emotion as if it were
The pure essence of an ingredient in some recipe.

This is just what happens when you’re stuck in your head too long – Day 193

I’m spent, All of my emotion I have no clue where it went. I’m lost, I hung myself from the high notes escaping my throat. I’m sorry. This is just what happens when you’re stuck in your head too long.

“Power Lies In Love” – Days 182, 183, and 184

From Power Lies In Love:
Invigorating whispers in soft tones
Passed along from tongue to tongue.
Silent words left unspoken
In loving embrace;