Tis Now – the time to buzz and squirm,With all the chaos teemingJust inches below our calm bright surface;Hordes edging – hedge dwellers daring –To breach our gardenβs brims,To claim for their own – the upper Earth –The overground, to infiltrate our homes –And build castles in our crumbs What a quaint revolution to witness,SuchContinue reading “Some little things π”
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Nights were made for adoring souls
The weeping moon swells
My will is nothing to gravity
The piercing sound of my body failing
Bath
Soft thunder fills the porcelain bed
Out Of Sight – Out Of My Mind
What is it you do all day?