Today
I will
write
paint, read and make marks
in space
empty of purpose.
Tonight
I may
Sleep
In trust
A soul
Is given another wake.
Painting by Rogier van der Weyden [Public domain], 'Saint Luke drawing the Virgin', c. 1435 in Public Domain.
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
The way my name sits in your mouth, at least, you want it to. The 'a' hanging an ellipses on the sound waves. The rattling of conso...
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