Aug 20, 2024
to walk the edge i call to name three beats too hard they say if you go back there’s no one to go back to i frolic in this motion in a sense of chaos we create in time which is left motionless it’s beyond you and i belo…
Jun 6, 2024
to lie at edge to find time between breathing i frolic from side to side feel avant-garde at the guard’s rails wondering from street light to homicide dark on my right nights in technicolor to wander from left to right …
Apr 24, 2024
We weigh in moments, temporary possibilities. I waiver in desire to feel sensation of a fleeting question. We form meaning in moments, brief starvation of our minds.You either understand possibilities or you question th…
Apr 16, 2024
your teeth upon mine mind beneath the twilight the grip of a light tight to be yours from moonlight till sunrise your arms, the warm it’ll always be my heart, your door the stairs to yours i can still feel echoes bright…
Mar 3, 2024
have you ever felt a moment for more than it was dangling in truth before it’s gone wading in a rapid before it pulls too hard i used to touch lips to feel the depth of others to taste the skin of the sweat which lead t…
Dec 27, 2023
the power it drips a melancholy twist i feel so heavenly in a place where i feel sorrow
Dec 4, 2023
Like the ocean, we move. We do not stand still. Every moment is a tide in which we frolic. I stand before time, not to wonder but to wander.
Nov 26, 2023
twisting on edges of my tongue using words you dream of to touch my back to feel my neck it feels almost like a second chance i’m spinning on streets of my mind wandering to wonder if this is right i seem to feel at eas…
Nov 21, 2023
i’m lying on ends of night twisting turns on beds that once felt nice kissed the hands of many like wet malachite and i twirl in and out taking photos with my mind i’m lying in a coma and it seems all but right making l…
Nov 19, 2023
i waver in question broken transitions a wild hesitation we echo in our moments longing for something worth living two seconds and a speak words, how you believe they have meaning we frolic in our divided rooms burning …