A tattered coat upon a stick…
He is hanging onto nothing today.It is so hard to grasp.So easy to fall from…
Music emerges from windows:piercing sighs, voracious lips,precocious laughter, naivety.
“Boldly,” I exclaim. “It’s how I will go!” I shout and scream and I moan. The levels of life have driven me mad but the monsters of mind…
“And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell…
“The imaginary is what tends to become real.”
It’s not about the bunnies… David Lynch
Everyone wants a shoe to fit.A shoe should tella comfortable tale.Yet…
The surreal is the real only more so.
After hopeful beginnings, such disappointment.You accept the strictures of your lifeknowing that each day will be terminal,less enjoyable than…
The day breaks like frayed shoe lacesand only gets bleaker from there.Poems written, bed made, dishes done…