The same old tune. Familiar notes. A sound, a beat, a voice that you recognize. Bringing forth emotions. Connections, a child, a man, a woman. A feeling, a smell, a place in time that you can’t even remember. A space. Where the song can sing. A place that she has sang herself before. Even if… Continue reading Same Old Tune
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Touch This Body
There is something seductively pure about a reality untainted by touch and physicality. Existing in the perfection that is unseen and imagined, there is the assumed possibility of no flaw, no grit, and no blemish. But untouched and unfelt also bears the greatest chance of impossibility. Too good to be true. That we will only… Continue reading Touch This Body
Quiet Air
Hangs there. Invisible to the eye who looks upon. Heavy upon the chest of those who breathe it. She tries not to inhale that quiet air that she cannot see. It stings the back of her tongue thickly swamping shallow into her lung. Drowning in the quiet air, gasping at the hidden tears bleeding down… Continue reading Quiet Air
Dot. Dot. Dot.
Cut it off Pluck it out Rip and tear Muted word Count the cost of it’s life Its too precious, Oh, my precious Silver and gold and pearls Slobbered inside pigs’ jowls Dripping sticking Toss it Or hold it inside Treasured up Keep and watch and wait Don’t let the breath stay sitting still Too… Continue reading Dot. Dot. Dot.
Embezzled Comfort
“Wherever you look you will find me there In the heart of a rose, In the heart of a prayer On butterflies’ wings, on wings of my own, To you I’m gone, but I’m never alone – I am home.” Death is a terrifying enemy. We all know that. Most of our lives we fortify… Continue reading Embezzled Comfort