The world is my oyster? Well that’s not enough My mind is castles, with spires reaching up They pierce the atmosphere and escape our insignificance They are infinite, ever growing, changing,...
8 months ago
Yellow Brick Road
If my heart had handsIt would draw a kaleidoscopeOf pastel purples and bluesLemonade clouds and cherry lollipopsA forest path full of note card cluesEach word would leadTo the most beautiful of...
11 months ago
Sailor, follow me toward the lightDeeper, past the midnight tonesInto the trenches yet to be seenFeel the icy abyss in your bonesI’ll warm you up with magicAs we near the center of EarthWander down...
The fires are ever-growing And hate is ever-green A child won’t eat tonight Bullet casings, crowds scream Cries are always distant When they’re not our own In our cocoons of leisure We don’t see...
You’ve never liked your eyes But they shine green and gold You’ve never liked your shape Because you never fit into the mold You’re a vision in the morning The sun rises to your smile Your laugh is...
Sweet Clementine, how the years have passedYou used to be an empty pastel canvasContent with never speaking outYour voice was weak and filled with doubtSoon, the long days speckled you with...