Sunday, 28 July 2013

Tilted

Indented with repetition
I am Naked and fearless
And hopeless and brave.
Showing and raw with
Bitten skin I am freedom
Alive and burned by your
Sleepless eyes,
your loving eyes.
We are living with my kinship
Are living with our groans
And tempting our trapped
Beating in toothless rhythms.
Deceit and tilted
Branches are dancing
With each other and
the tormenting with fire
is vibrating tears
of alive.

grieving greif

bountiful snow with stagnant silver wings and baby steps leaning us forward. i have been in this attic before and the leaks were distancing ...