I’m not hungry.Boredom is strung along these walls.These purple pillars, as borderline as the superfluously slipping of emotions that drift.…
Exposed
Peering up at the giant obscured by the mountainside, I felt so small, like the moment you reappeared. I felt…
Mine to Bury
You’ve changed so rapidly.Vapid, you’re vain in your variants of preachings. Round and around you turn.You’re in bubbling waters.You rose…
Unsent Letter
Your rushed rhythm, a fallacy.Your beguilings begging to jest.The joke was all on me.Your words feigned a song, imaginary and…
Thank You
This has been one of the roughest years for most of our lives. There have been people dying, being sick,…
Forget You, I Won’t
This was unexpected. The swelling yellow jacket sting on my arm, a precursor. A warning of things to come. Oblivious…
An Echo from Me to You
You are an echoing, enimatic as the short distance home.You’re a lame light,dulling and fizzing out as I slip into…
Kind Kelpie?
Into the swamp, eyes rise.Stream streams like a runny faucet, off his nose.Dispersing into the atmosphere, causing the air to…
Wandering, Pondering
Can we meet where we first met,under the concrete fortress, betweensectors of madness and calm?Do you want to meet me…
Creator
About the piece: I wrote this piece for a very good friend of mine. His name is John aka Woodsy…
What’s Left
Do you see him, too?Over there?No.Under there? Do you see him, too?His cane spinning between webbed fingers, his top hat…
Prayers
Toasty, nursing a fever.Blindly cursing, spewing spittle and words as if they’ll find a receiver.This doesn’t amount to much, a…
Stole Away
I’m stealing myself to the acrid but sweet.Taste.Liquid gold snaking down my throat,bitter moca, sweet mint. How could I be…
Chill Up My Spine
Spindly fingers,Waxen and goldenrod,demented smile, waiting to appear to the right eye.I won’t let you win, you’re wide mouth to…
Little Mouse
I stole away, slipping into a little hole in the wall Watching the merriment take place, bootlegged and out of…
Artists’ Gray Cloud
Artists shareArtists cryThey live anew with every fleeting die.Coming into the rain, soaking up the gray clouds.I call your name…
Story
https://woodsydotblog.wordpress.com This is a post that I read that I felt really speaks volumes during these crazy times. It’s by…
Animated Inanimate
You’re inanimate.Imaginary guide, my invincible railing.You’re my glass slippers, transparent but unbreakable like titanium. With one look, one soft touch,…
Grandfather Time
Time was spent.Time was earned.Time is a fake. You’re living in a fog. Time makes no difference, until you’re missing…
Sake of Saving
This post was inspired by my friend scrunchfoldington over at Lemon Stingray Blues. His post Negging, really got me in…
