Month: July 2017

ghost.

I am a bag of bones Time took its toll She spits the seeds I’ve sown Then swallows my soul There’s empty space under my suit of skin She wears my face But I didn’t let her in Do they know she’s here? This…

equilibrium.

  the disposition of rage, unbridled. a reflection of homologous nature, simpatico. the forbearance of wrath, obliged. a body of water, still. the extinguishment of vexation, palliate. a testament of fidelity, infrangible.