She Was

she was an old lady who lived in the woods she grew corn and flowers and fruits she lived with her dogs and with some old toads who helped her collect herbs for her bubbling stews she laughed away pain and sang away fright she collected firewood for large bonfires at night she chirped toContinue reading “She Was”

Cracks

the light gets in through the cracks so don’t complain about perfection you lack a perfect sphere is dark inside no matter the light that tries to slide into the thing that is whole in itself decided long ago it was for itself no one else for a perfect sphere that’s never been broken canContinue reading “Cracks”

The Human Condition

when you’re trapped inside the human condition you tend to make feeling your mission feeling the red hot bursts of stars feeling the cold loneliness of Mars feeling the electricity inside of your veins when you sing and dance around the campfire flames feeling the depth that is your own soul feeling lost and feelingContinue reading “The Human Condition”