Summer in a single bite
that lingers in the mouth...

She stands amid the chanting mass
crushed on all sides like a pebble between...

Unhoused and unnamed,
Smothered by damp grey gauze fume...

Caught within these painted walls, unable to get...
On endless loops the days pass by...

The glint of gold amongst the green
a berry ripe with autumn’s sun...

Lazy sunshine
rains upon the...

Time stops dead and all sounds cease.
Air thickens, cloying and almost sweet...

I realised this morning
that the unicorn is dead...

Here in the dark of evenings light
when silence fills the air...

Piled high the boxes reach
to brush against the ceiling...

There you lay,
peaceful and quiet for now...

If I should open up my heart
and mind within these words...