it’s a brush against my skin in the dark a bell rings and no hand is there to ring it and I wonder, is it you? is it you trying reach across the divide is it you that passes by gently touching to remind me that you stroll in the splendor while I walk in … More YOU?
I am sleeping here left to grow wings to fly on my own rather stay curled up like a seed buried deep. but my hope does not slumber and so I rise. Legs seem to tremble. unsteady fumbling standing at the starting gate every day the same race. and I ache to run because hope … More ounces
hey there sandman. I see the salt at your feet. The tears that have dried that now you push aside. Piled high like mountains in your way. And i wave until the sunrise steals the last of you. Eyes too much to see. they do not sleep. A mind cannot rest when it wrestles with … More Sandman
INTO THIS DEEP 