I hear the jeering taunts
that echo
from my childhood
from my cell mates
from my brain
I hear the voices calling
and I know
their reality
and
their lies
<<< April 3, 2015 >>>
I hear the jeering taunts
that echo
from my childhood
from my cell mates
from my brain
I hear the voices calling
and I know
their reality
and
their lies
<<< April 3, 2015 >>>
One cup of coffee
never enough
but just enough
to greet the day
Gently nurse the morning
as full moon sinks
slowly below
the edge of trees
Here I sit
in the silence
incredibly loud
seeping in to empty my brain
Coffee and silence
fills all of the spaces
and seeps in
to ease the soul
Morning chill
warms all it touches
as spring dawn
greets the day