Bold & Silent
I turned the volume down so I could hear you.
Everything is still too loud.
Too many voices, and not the one I needed to hear.
I want to hear.
Mourning that lasted for nine hundred sixty four days.
Salty tears soaked waterlogged greenery.
Droopy head. Droopy leaves.
Pruning a root bound plant
Repot.
Acclamation felt like dormancy
Dormancy was intense
Lef...
Wednesday 22nd November 2023 2:31 am
Busted Jag
Sliding through the fog with your
Illusions of finery
I saw the check engine light when I got in
But your cracked windshield distorted my vision
All I could see was how I felt when
Your leather interior
Hugged and kissed
And caressed my body
The cute dates at cute restaurants
Sangria and Seafood
Lies covered in parmesan cheese
Lying about past lives
Lying on ...
Wednesday 9th December 2020 6:10 pm
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