(2013)
This is my thought on the society that is constantly in need for more. It's a monster and yet miserable because we all fall under the category.
The machine, Pulling and tugging at the squares… Each one individual, But molding to one another. The ch-ch-chugging of the needle s…
Long, thin strikes of light cast d… The eager soul of nature’s tune, Draws nearly with ultra blue. The quickness, The hunger,
Twinkling, dazzling, shining brigh… The stars gleam down upon the nigh… She stares into their glowing beam… Thinking only of her dreams They call to her
Weakly, I twist and I turn The handle. Pushing with all my might Against the heavy wooden door. Knocking and shouting,
Their needles pierce me, Forcing my body to obey. Cold and stiff, My arms begin leaving me; Turning into nothing
If we picked our friends like seas… How picky would we be? We’d pick the nicest, the shiniest… The finest of the sea. But what about the broken ones?
Glass tears shatter. Plastic teeth grin. Rubber lips frown. Our society smiles at the glass, The plastic, the rubber.
Deep roots push through the earth Tearing old soil Spreading wide Searching for moisture Its life fuel
I gave you my key to the spare. The room had just been finished, And made new. Red painted walls, Furniture all fixed and furnished.
She looks up at the moon. Though it is far away, The glowing orb looks closer than… The gentle glow of the stars Gives the earth below a dim cast.
As my body wraps around you, my brain can not. I can read you. The cover, The title page,
My heart is tangled In a state of confusion Is love what I think? Is it what I feel? My head spins
Full and whole as the moon Strong as the river current Dainty as the lace petals of Quee… My love for you becomes a part of… You bring me closer to the surface…
Never stopping Always growing Aging slowly Stretching gently Young buds
Golden and cheerful, His beak reflects the sun. Chirping and singing, All for his loved one. He sings the day away.