Foundations rock like seas with kidney stones and pin sized clots. Tiny wounds that end life. It does not take much to turn sunshine to deep dark.
Live. Now.
Standing Tall in Pieces
A gesture originally intended with grace, but you wear it like a bad tie. You steal and choke; I am breathless at your feet – and not in a good way.
Eyes Wide Open
I learn to live beyond my somber moments and find freedom in inspiration – enlightenment in feeling the sound of thunder.
Beneath the Earth
Sheltered in wait to shake you once again — down to your knees. Vibrating your bones with the thunderous beats of my chest. Breaking down patterns of resistance in one attack of my ocean walls.
Steady
There is a second when the patterns make a different sense, when you pull back and realize that something has changed. You look into eyes differently and the words never read quite the same.
Grassroots’ Politics
You mistake emotional recklessness for passion, rotting in your own design. Mastering the art of projection while […]
The Lies of Lightning
A crack of thunder opens my eyes – lightning slices the sky. Such beauty in nature and […]