Category Archives: #writing
silk sheets spread across a bed of barbed wire,
pain was the pleasure when bare skin screamed out
forever more ….
no intent is ever required,
only chosen when desired
just look at this diversity with at least two things in common …. ( life ) for now anyways, and what is to come
i took a picture of a camera the other day
and it gave me peace of mind knowing
the mirror reflects both ways as if one way
was not enough and it rarely is,
the lens has experience beyond what can be seen
by the naked eye when fully clothed
each one of us has our own scrapbook
and that is who we are,
these flashes of light
in the sky of night
just how many stars will shine ?
activist or lazy ass
or tuned out noodle head ?
to be or not to be
is a foregone conclusion
if you woke up