Tag: Lunes

overgrown
like a verity
covered up

I

cold marble
antiseptic gleam
whitewashed world

II

that thing we do best:
revealing
while hiding what’s key

III

still, quiet,
clad in dignity,
and untrue

IV

noise and words are not
the same as
music and lyrics

V

she walks, and
hallways echo, where
once life moved

VI

that one truth
that we never say
dies with us

Pieces fall

Other pieces vanish

Tetris life

  five, and terrified,
  all alone,
  so i asked the stars

(since they never sleep)
  to keep watch —
  they have, ever since…

  there are so many
  i’m sure they
  would help you all, too

Generative brown
Meets sugar
Sweet gladdening mouth