There’s a thread thatkeeps me homekeeps my mouth sewnwon’t let me let go of you,my muse
can I transcend with you?will you take me with you,beyond the cosmic boundarywhere dreams plunder the…
left unable to grasp your essence — hurling lifelinesspurned bya craggy face,once,i toed the veiny threads…
I hear the words of my Muse in that veiled forest —
Imagining – only closes so much distance – torn between breaths breath breathing – something doesn’t…