I've been dreaming of
castles and kings...
The last few weeks haven’t been light
Feeling down, unable to write...
Words fall from my
mouth much like...
Blackened hearts filter roses
with scattered thorns, tongues...
I was peeled
into the shape of a human...
Thinking, thinking...
The clock is ticking...
If I were shooting stars traversing skies,
it'll be because I am in search of you...
Does the chilly November air snuff out my breath?
Or am I a fool for thinking that I could breathe...
Everything goes on sale on Ebay
Because we can be ungrateful souls...
There's a world inside;
I turned the key and out poured...
12th November, 2015.
I am a writer who...
Those sunflowers bring resonance:
your voice, March, pine trees...