Running. Circles over and over and over running circles. Running. A track star with deep scars, engrained in DNA and so he runs. Running circles under the stars and the … Continue reading The Running, Running, Running Man
Category: Poetry
Unshackled, We Fire Dwellers
A burnt offering, sacrificial lambs knell in wait. Praying at the altar between quaint serenity and blind piety. One by one they bring upon themselves self realization, Self flagellation at … Continue reading Unshackled, We Fire Dwellers
The Sock Drawer
Searching through a drawer in a locked room in my mind, or is it my consciousness? Nevermind. The key is I got in with no key and am locked from … Continue reading The Sock Drawer
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