In endless dark, I roam through time alone,
Chasing a love that time has overthrown...
She pours herself
like rain into absence...
3 am I can't reach my phone.
It's drifting away to its catacomb...
music is to the mind what earth is to flowers
what you might find in April...
Macmillan cancer research...
Already dead tree
provides a safe nesting site...
(This is an anti sexual assault and violence...
UNPOSSESSED AND UNBROKEN...
One morning
you wake up...
I feel it still,
pulsing...