Labyrinth

creep into my closing eyes

Summer’s Apology

inch by inch,
watching the whiteness shrink

Singing for Idols on a Drowning Island

It is the light,
that blinds realism
so I can see.

Memoir to Myself

Dear future self- sigh google said this would help it’s not like I’ve got the virus anyway,  I’d like to …

Pandora’s Crime

Pandora will tell describe
how it was hope, alone
which allowed her to survive.

Enveloped

lost to a red abyss
between hesitant words and a half blow kiss-
beheld by candlelight,

Don’t let the grass grow

Build a city. Build a home.
But just don’t let
that grass grow.

Wet Summer

embraced by nature, then let go
again.

Left to Drift

when the ocean spreads between
I stay, free
but bound eternally
by tugging tides of curiosity

Free Flowing Fighter

They bleed,
from their pain-
seeping inside,
these unspoken
frustrations

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