it was a classic love
one that was timeless and simple with
both partners looking in
the same direction

i want to share everything
that i am with you
from the love that i give
to the taste of my mouth
    l.r.

and here i am in bed
staring up at the ceiling
and it's 1 a.m. again
but it's funny because i don't remember
even lying down to begin
with
              l.r.

Mediocrity
Mediocre
No good melody
A definition stained on the upper region of my brain
Actively producing fungi fumes
Nauseated, you are excused
Instant hate when uttering its name
It makes our hands shake, to be displayed in such a way
It has no purpose, only an intention
Killing curiousity, by outlining others self righteously
Mediocre is my creative space for acceptance and I have requested an invitation to everybody
No reasoning just letting go of expectations consuming
Hope to see you soon

There was a time when I was alone,

Nowhere to go and no place to call home,

My only friend was the man in the moon,

And even sometimes he would go away, too.

Lantern flies descending from Water Oak canopies , hopeful Thrushes cry for Heavens hidden stellary
A seemingly placid pond becomes Molasses , quivers and grows eerie in wavering moonshine , Whippoorwills relay songs of the Creek Indian nighttime
Katydids , Field Crickets and Barn Owls fill Magnolia , Wilkerson Mill promenades , Shellcracker disquiet the countryside with topwater
explosions of hunger and predation* ...