Wednesday, May 20, 2015


We live in delusion
Choosing to say what is not true
Pretending to believe what is not true
Two steps away from what's real

How subversive it would be
What a revolutionary it would take
To drop away from the stories
And fly away into the real

done in response to a poem by +DEBORAH MORAA​

Sunday, May 10, 2015


He grows, mysterious, unknown.
Alien and unwanted.
Tinted green he is absorbed
As he absorbs.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015


I lay here broken
Waiting for someone
To dig me from the rubble
Unable to write poetry.