skimming the foam of complacency,
brings unattainable thoughts
that aught to be forgotten, dread
surface.
magical neurons
overlooked somehow on purpose
one word gives way to a million instead
cross reference is constant reminder
the universe is talking,
leaving noticeable ways to find her.


© 2015 Kate Volk

slow down
every tick of time
every moment I'm
around you

every moment I'm
without you

© 2015 Kate Volk

words from water creatures
Slither and glide like smoke
tasting their promises as they roll off the tongue;
so naive, so young.
still,
To break first;
being that breaking dams through an emotion; it'd burst.
The feeling lurks.
Odds too thin, no matter where the deck is cut,
Does the scissors never get the redemption,
To sew shut


© 2015 Kate Volk

Soul searchers
Infinite micro sized cognition observers;
Melt my heart away,
Bake it something good,
Send to my old love, watch him crumble

© 2015 Kate Volk