A tree there stands upon a hill
Which bears such painful scars...
Existence in essence
"Essential" until it's inconvenient...
The ground is falling and taking me with it
Like sharp edges releasing a silent cry...
Look
how inflated I am...
Today-
is a bad one...
the balsa slowly
drifted away from the shore...
Too long, too alone.
Oh! Like time is strange weather...
We are so burned and
consumed because we have the...
This one-sided
dumb feeling, rising...
I’ve often wondered if the pills are following...
or if they’ve chosen roads less traveled...
Miss Delilah was our neighbor.
Since kinder, she's been living next door...
That’s it.
My body is my prison...