imaginary vines

imaginary vines

where were you when i pleaded for sanity? the witching hour, took a heavy toll on me. lost in a tunnel, with no hope of seeing, clearly, i sank back, and became aligned once again with the roots of the trees. majesty, lover, an omnipotent being standing before me-jailer, ridicule and dismay, tangled in imaginary [...]

collapsing into myself

collapsing into myself

collapsing into myself, im beginning to enjoy time alone, with myself. is it healthy to savor the sounds of perfect, rippling silence? doesn’t the air taste more fresh, more sprung with life, when it’s a party of one? is the space i create between twisted trees, an alcove of missing and found things, more important [...]

visionaries

visionaries

how ever you acknowledge the claim, we are more than visionaries, we are more of the same. we trace saline letters across heavy-lidded skies littered with airplanes and we do more than just lie, we truly pretend we are okay; so adept at our facades, as if it has been engrained🍁🍂