for mesuffering is a comfortable seatI sit there with my jasmine teawatch the…
do not disownthe flame that dancesin your chest.
the wordswe needto buildanother worldare arriving.
joy bounces aroundwithin my body
It waspotent and nefariousonce
brew your cupof dreams
I thinkmy brain is a terrifying thing.
I like your bitethe arrow of your wordssound without stutter
If only I could have bottledinspiration
you want meto be lessabundant, lessvisible, lessoffensive to your senses