Dyslexic craver of words, imagery, magic & the like...Writer, dreamer, photographer, amateur poet...chaser of love, light & a little bit of madness. Always noticing the beauty in the little things, those moments that can so easily be missed. Using words to find myself... |
Lie down lie down
Let the your dreams colour me in flames...
Scores of endless anxious crashing waves
Leaving me totally paralysed...
Silent screams like electric lights
Striking from the depths of dark swirling skies...
We are made of stardust
Floating in the wonder...
Static hunger
Gnaws at my bones & tears at my flesh...