Even as he entered me I thought What a great story this will be Naked, exposed, in love Surrounded by the giant, ancient redwoods The fresh smell of the forest The intoxicating sounds of the river The relaxing heat of the afternoon sun The gentle bite of…

Noon time hour Time is running short for this hour yes, I took a nap to recharge brain power. Still searching for words… My muse isn’t participating which has me worried. I forgot to say it’s mandatory To be here for the 24 hour duration…

I feel its grip around my throat, Death’s cold and grasping hand, While the soul I once was tied to, Drifts free far above this land, The towns stretched out below me, See no shadow as I pass, No gust of breeze to prove I’m there,…

Devoid of life: all in his wake. Evolving us from living things, Adorning us with angel wings? Or, Turning the tide from life to death, Heaving us- brutally, choking our breath?

I’m not dreaming this sense of allegory I’m not imagining this sense of melancholy dark robed figures swing scimitars in grain filled fields of wheat and oats death is in the harvest bloated bodies line the streets no cart, no crier, no relief i can’t…

i. everything happens for a reason, except when it doesn’t ii. only the good die young, do the bad die golden? they usually die as poor writers iii. tragedies happen to good people everyday poets are not usually one of those good people they are…

Purge yourself, Drain the hideous from your soul. Cradle the holy, Allow your words to console. Wring out the fear, Brought on by the flood. When your pen runs out of ink, Refill it with your blood.    

Now, every clock ticks the minutes with the same don’t-go, please-go cadence as the one across from the hospital bed, in the emergency room, at hospice. Even time says its goodbyes.

Parts of me are fully into it the other half is so distant i can’t even hear my pen usually it’s screaming by now am I holding back keeping in…

This is where I come to feel normal. I stand here accusingly looking at angels in the back of a cave. I’m just a normal girl, wish I was just a bit more feminine. I kick at creeping shadows casting spells over the angels. Screaming…