if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches
was afraid of heights until i looked at my back and saw i have wings
dying to stay in tune they rattle eagerly to play one last song
when it is most impossible to be there for yourself
isolated Sunday bicycle rides tend to compel long winded speeche… character dialogues from stories i… and plenty of l’esprit d’escalier i speak with the dead
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
broken headstones in a cemetery of… bacteria running rampant feeding off the bones of the dead decay cannot be undone time will always bring about the i…
i don’t believe anything i read unless it’s a poem
the friction ridges on his fingers are different than most where there are usually arches there are the shapes of broken hea… and laughing faces
for one minute my clock dreamed of infinity forever stood still in a timeless moment hidden from death and deadlines
at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die
bills soaring like birds costs of living get higher income, falls from nest
everyone’s eyes are filled with what could have been some girls are alone others accompanied by lovers all waiting for their names to be…
i used to go to Gramma’s every Sunday evening we would order pizza watch whatever shows we could agree on
joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair
