Monthly Archives: December 2017

preferred the night because i have to make a choice in the time that can be chosen again like a desperate song played on a deserving hour for a friend spared the moments of fond memories of a definitive closeness … Continue reading →

including the vast array of nights when we couldn’t stop yawning the price paid for precious fun entire weeks where there is not enough rest to make up for the excitement showing just enough energies to introduce the desires for … Continue reading →

so there is a number of books in the house while open may never be read and around the chair a few randomly crumpled papers that each have a mostly completed composition drawn delicately in dark ink and darker words … Continue reading →

if it was a day being symbolized no sunshine where i walked would happen the outfit being worn could be the representation if it was made entirely of grey maybe it could be the watch ticking as it keeps pace … Continue reading →

playful when we first met ending the night with laughing and often rolling around on the floor maybe just one wall up, half protected and the i watched you laughing too, but needing to look out through giant defences and … Continue reading →

not far from where i am sitting ended the period of life before my first kiss after that was a long slow walk reflections off water the only light seen lost minds with hearts young and aware of exactly where … Continue reading →

now the horizon brightens up entering the land not visited very little dots of light where each campfire is keeping company reduced to the last moment before the sky fades black pops from burning wood echo and ricochet like the … Continue reading →

nicely spaced out conversations each one revealing a bit of motivation existing just to remind of what decisions i came to a few years ago ending the time where i devote myself so someone i knew would not like me … Continue reading →

across the air beginning sounds of a storm arriving and it is the kind that makes me want to be out in it rain and soft wind and a fog as if the storm wants to kind of hide whoever … Continue reading →

coming down the mountain like a bat out of heaven over the forest of silent faces under those clouds which dive deep in the valleys this time of year some of the air connecting down mountain tops keep all of … Continue reading →