a life lived
details are lost, but experience gainedblurry vision, while point of view extendsblackened bruise only skin deepunderneath the flesh, a pure soul remainsas hearing fades, listening bloomsas subtle palettes run drya sweet or bitter perfume that is encasedthe notes of honey or the hint of hopsthat appear in the agedfor perhaps it dependson the purity of […]
just a ‘lil bouy, somewhere in between
i’m sorry, so sorry i don’t knowwhy i am in such a hurrymisunderstanding, does it show?every surefire ideablown up from the startthe more i try to help the more damage i impartthe better i feel, what? whelpdelusions please departit feels real at the timeigniting such a spark fueling my dilemmawhy can’t I wrap my headaround […]