please turn it down

Why the explosion? You’re deafening my dreams, the yelling is sewing up sarcastic seams. I’ve grown into pink and… Read more please turn it down

basil is no clown

in a world of common clownery
abstractly tossed tomfoolery
a desperate bid for scenery
that turns it all to remedy
and here stands Basil…

the choke in the space underneath notes of healing, before their gentle fall onto lifetimes of history’s crawl.… Read more a breath (revisited)

haunt me ancient cry. i fumble with kintsugi. Minor Key Healing. featured image: screenshot from video

multi faceted digestion. forgotten song echoing time’s depths. “….Sleeping Satellite is about man’s adventures to the moon and… Read more

crocheting continuity in the weaving waves of sound sublimity, the embossing of the dimensional Trinity in the… Read more “adam and eve” (revisited)

Her breath pliable, she crouched down in that corner, (the one that didn’t fit like a glove.) Her movements were… Read more map (revisited)

serenitise my perspective catapult me gently into the peace between lengthening shadows

the falls and the rises the contours of surprises the weeds in their guises… growing inside of me at… Read more the clown shall remain nameless, cough