Paint the Snow Pink

There is a pain in living For those devoured With awareness We are buried Under frozen ponds Murky muddied memories Where wicked absconds Desperately holding on To waning sun In for the long run Exploring depth Of clouded breath This feeling isn’t new Existing in pulses Ripples and surges Repulsive Reflection Of what I am … Continue reading Paint the Snow Pink

A Few Steps From the Highway

Keep a safe distance You didn’t even insist I dove in backward Shocked and shattered Swallowed a hand grenade Catatonic on the concrete Frozen lemonade Melting ice Smells like candy Modus operandi Skin burning from the heat A few steps from the highway Oblivious to slow decay Sirens saturate sound Deadened by ringing in my … Continue reading A Few Steps From the Highway