10.03.26
in between the pines
i see a girl with a halo
her smile warm
her halo radiant
she invites me to walk with her
through the pines
the rocks
the rivers
into the sand
we sail across the ocean
our feet above the water
close enough to feel the world's beauty
far enough
it cannot reach us
tomorrow we will have breakfast
doughnuts from a halo mold
coffee brewed in an antique kettle
stories of yore
of lives meaningless
09.03.26
snow burrows into the room
a window forgotten open
cigarettes smolder, left unattended
clothes strewn about
rodents creep up the walls
laughter fading into dust
coffee cup forgotten
the residue starting to mold
maggots crawling out of him
nothing to indicate intent
zero calls
zero messages
the cold hid the smell
08.03.26
when you see love
enter your soul
what would you do?
would you be afraid
of the unknown?
or would you embrace it
knowing it would cut into you
like razor sharp vines
not knowing whether the vines
would rot or blossom
07.03.26
a butterfly is seen
spreading its wings
rays from the evening sun
gently hugs it
the colors in its wings flicker like glitter
lighting up the dread of the world begotten
it takes its last breath
between two hard cover books
by the bastard son of the family
all those colors shared with the world, for nothing