all hear the voice gone

we start to meld crash course in the stars words strung across the page art for art sake news but not news poerty on picture yellow gray fine dust sifting through the layers consciously roaming down the street we lay tearing, rotting grovel to get the yard done pearing ring…

It’s a before e

Sssh working Curled up Pent up rage Explosion Woosh Pop goes the weasel -------- I realize I shouldn't engage the weasel but when he says that I'm a disappointment who let's people down. It utterly pisses me off. He's a whiney weasel who is incredibly disrespectful and have this imagine…

In a Prettier Road

In a prettier road The end goal of course is quite possibly far too short To see the darkness of the sky And yet the full moon rises tonight With an obscurity that masks the night sky An endless journey down the prettier road Might be the tell tale signs…

Broken Marble

  Poetry that speaks from the heart broken marble perhaps my ocean trust her secret magick for this web remembers translucent peace learn the sacred rhythm of her universe celebrate and embrace her healing breeze linger long for their ghost work must seep and voice to drink blue air down…