015/lifelines

lichen lights
transform
cold and lucid
nights
shine regins
upon colden
minds
and lonely soul–
a fire by hands, trial or want
leaves the burning
loss consent
upon dreams–
waking
of thoughts…
of you.
© 2019

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014/ oh happy day!

lost amongst thoughts
dreams
lives
desires
wants
needs
slapped into being
by notions that
all is not true
that falsehoods
prevail
but only you
can pretend, prevent
or perceive.
© 2019

012/ blurred existence


as her coldness grasps
this hollow shell
her winds wind through with
despair and disappointment
leaving me bare, exposed and
naked to her wraith.
her mercy shows no pity
on this tortured being
she is relentless
she is unforgiving
I have not wronged her
only fed on her bountifulness.
for this I’m left
destitute and starving.
© 2019