• poetry

    applaud/d

    mush worms in-between the fingers sunshine funnel/d into the bloodstream life’s presence felt in the warm pricK nightmares of a cold sweat spun into contentment adrenaline salivates w/animalistic pleasantries n absorbs absolutely the…

  • poetry

    enlighten/d brooding

    sit ; cross your legs, open your palms, close your eyes n be quiet. w/o hesitation, whirling thru the upper layers of consciousness is redundant n trivial thoughts, radio chatter n gossip that…

  • poetry

    in stuff we trust

    war is for profit, but money is man-made, so man made money violent by design. on the other side the sKy is falling in a village whose name you can’t pronounce. it might…