The electric current is cut off. (Four
hours of darkness, two hours of...
It is really tough
for abused children to grow...
Waiting,
swimming...
Caught in the chaos of that biological pump.
hollow eyes carry no sense of space or time...
'twas written in the stars...(tanka)
we danced by moonlight...
My ribs do not protrude to stab you,
yet with every step on the scale...
When I gaze upon a summery shade of sorrow
wilted dreams within my acoustic tears...
Mostly
I think that I am going to die alone...
She carries with her oceans;
salty waves that when left alone...
Sun rays climbing up
Kissing the clouds and healing...
As the day returns
to the sea of becoming...
Once, dandelion wishes
floated in the air...