Bus-ride to Happy Place

When all but the energy to blink is drained, we all catch a bus to our happy place. There a man, to where his mum awaits with a steamy food bowl and loving gaze. Here a woman, to where her kids play with her man who's putting his sleep at bay. There a child, to … Continue reading Bus-ride to Happy Place


Psychedelic Ruins

Before the battles had I seen the feathery bird, against the scarlet sky, brilliantly white like snowflakes atop a cannibal bite. And then during the night of strife, again; the black was infinite, so was the red - in your pinions, I know not, or my eyes. Daybreak came indeed, saw us in blood mere, … Continue reading Psychedelic Ruins

The Plunge

I'd wear my best fitting clothes, Climb the mountain's rugged road The cold of the rocks warm on my feet I'd climb with the curl of my lip Guiding the slippery sweat on my cheek I'll bare the rocks the softness of fingertips I'll climb the mountain with no frown I'll fall but so will … Continue reading The Plunge