Sounds, how strange
Great and small
Struggling to pinpoint them all
As they surround
Each making itself known

Clacking of fingers across a keyboard
Near silent whir of the air conditioner
Hum of the refrigerator
Chatter and occasional cry of a housemate
Thundering of small paws above
Clicking and clacking of dog nails against hard wood floors
Voices from a computer screen
The occasional car whizzing past the street
The brief notes of a viola a room over
The flapping of the dog door
Creak of a door
Adjusting in the chair
Sighs of the dogs and people alike

Tired eyes blink slowly
Hands ever so stiff
Back aching, begging for movement
Feet and legs long since numb

Nothing is silent
Not in this time
Nor in this place

- Jay M
December 7th, 2020

apart from the sadness
i consider myself lucky
to be surrounded by people
that i love so dearly
a blessing that cannot be
taken away from me

for instance, I felt the yearn to feel love
an arm surrounds an unclear path of blue,
rejuvenating it is; I’m above,
yet unanswered questions linger; seek clue,
art thou afraid to love like juliet?
hands unclasped; bent knees and silent prayers.

There are so many choices that surround us each day.
Wisdom cleans out the crap and opens the way.

by Arcassin Burnham

Man this might be the night that I finally Get To Taste Your lips girl.
blooming moon in the stars where the devil keeps his heart away from you girl.
Long As Mines beat so slow and so steady in this mist I'll never hurt you.
We could kiss,we could hold and vast in warm embraces like a pretty virtue.

Its long like Rapunzel,
And your expression brightens every room,
I would never play you like a console,
just please let me surround you.

turn your heart inside out today.
I won't make you have a burden okay.

Man this might be the night that I finally Get To Taste Your lips girl.
blooming moon in the stars where the devil keeps his heart away from you girl.
Long As Mines beat so slow and so steady in this mist I'll never hurt you.
We could kiss,we could hold and vast in warm embraces like a pretty virtue.

There is a flaw so big
that nothing dares to
approach.
An aching gap within
this soul.
I’m damaged goods;
who would want the
dented can at the store?
Theres rips and tears
upon my heart and mind.
You cannot walk to
me, for i’ve put
spikes to protect myself.
You cannot fly to
me, for the air you breath
is poisoned.
I’ve surrounded myself
on my own island.
Ashamed at what
others took from me.
Embarrassed that i’ve
been abused in the
worst way.
This secret is one we
hold close, “for who
could learn to love me?”
No.
Thats not what i
ask. I ask; how can i
ever let someone
love me?

Every one around me lives in a glass world
They all swirl around happy in there little glass case
Happy not a care in the world thinking how they won't break
Soon the weight of the glass world will soon make them ache
They'll tumble over shatter there glass world
but maybe I'm glad mine broke
Now I'm real and not a reflection of who I wanted to be.