May 2017
from a
ceaseless
series of synaptic
snaps synthesized
subconsciously
the subterranean
cycle collapsed.
all that's left...
withered and wanting
black walnut
barren.
ceaseless
series of synaptic
snaps synthesized
subconsciously
the subterranean
cycle collapsed.
all that's left...
withered and wanting
black walnut
barren.
no muse is bad muse
The poems I'm writing now
(including my last, entitled "love") are a new style for me.
Please let me know what you think.
The poems I'm writing now
(including my last, entitled "love") are a new style for me.
Please let me know what you think.
