Idleness fills his hours as if time knows no limits I devour moments, afraid tomorrow will forget me we see-saw between treacherous righteousness and fusty
Tag: marriage
Love Matured
Words are leaves, poignantly bold when sprouted, destined to wither lose their hold – thank goodness our love is a trunk, solidly rooted, steadfast –
Black Hole
All relationships have walls, the therapist offered Walls, I could handle – build a ladder, scale – seems there was no help for the vortex
Rage as Catalyst
This rage – this storm, waves crashing against walls impenetrable I am ice, unforgiving, unrepentant, wounded thrashing against a beast unwittingly played by you We
A Bee’s Perspective
A bee, caught in a violent draught, collides with woman her body a salty concrete wall of frenzy, she is rigid, obsessed, unspoken rage emanating
Ode To The Road
A kettle over boiled will put him in a snit Leaving a light on, a sin I often commit. He forgets the garbage leaves it
