Feral
Feral My fur is matted with the dust of forgotten sadnessAnd my tail twitches not with fortitudeMy eyes hold still the sight of youAfter all
Feral My fur is matted with the dust of forgotten sadnessAnd my tail twitches not with fortitudeMy eyes hold still the sight of youAfter all
Ruin Through moss green rooms I wanderedthrough dusty windows crawlone after anotherdown broken stairs I fall Picking up the piecesglittering upon the floorspushing them through
Dandelion seeds The above poem has been incorporated into a song by my dear friend Daniel Anghede for his band Venus Principle I awoke this
2:28am there was no friend to call tonightso fifteen hairs in a weightless tanglekeep me company as i soak my mindentwining like threads around my
still I am sitting alone watching the worldOutside my window flutter and shiftAs I lay stillI try to find my voice in the stereoAnd some
reunion I breathe against your skinAnd discover eternity in the pause`the musical notes of our silenceBefore I allow my heart to beatOur eyes interlocked in
ghosts Hello moon, my dearest friendHow many times have we faced one another?I have a message to sendDown through the city lightsTell him we are
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