I'm just a quiet artist,
Sketching scenes that come to mind...
The warm summer breeze,
Caresses gently, over sandy dunes...
Concrete towers pierce the sky,
Streets buzzing, alive with city lights...
I’ll begin now with incense and some sage...
These cards speak to me and are quite cunning...
Am I Broken?
If so, how can I mend...
hello, my friend, how have you been?
since you’ve been gone, this site is quiet...
I wait patiently in the room,
Velvet curtains closed so tight...
Do you want to be Happy? Do you want to Smile? Do...
Do you want to Discover, how to always be Glad...
[Should I even share this?]
I am able to distract myself...
Just shy of
two weeks...
and it all comes back
when red and blue flash...
drifting
with no destination in mind...