The saxophone's weeping melody was a blanket wrapping itself around me as I floated through the shivering air. Music and art... The focus on beauty. The focus on your senses being stimulated by these divine creations, conceived in a realm where the only entrance is through the portals of your mind. The focus... A spotlight… Continue reading Big Moments
I flutter through a horizontal, left-leaning place Free from the chains of the cheater’s race, Free from essences being reduced to terms That caught connotations, sickening like germs. I float through fields of eternal, equal love Free from the orders of those crushing above, Free from the words capturing familiarity As abstract as a… Continue reading The Cheater’s Race
I smell your slanted eyebrows catching fire Every single time you hear my wires Clanking with those in need. Hooking your leash onto my necklace, Tugging at it when I try to embrace Those that are not of your breed.