Poem – Temporal
Passing beneath and over bridges the road opens into the sleeping city. Distant streetlights reflect off glass windows...
Poem – When Darkness Becomes All That We Know
Grey infused frozen water consumes the last light before the fields darken. Distant planets follow me from dawn...
What is this Made of? (Draft)
Life events and the daily grind have eased a bit, so I thought I would post a draft...