Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



Painting Birds

Working on a little portrait of a brown bird Wet feathers. The time of your life is everyday. Cradling your organs like a baby, in your soft hands callused by pens electronics and the echo of gardening tools. We live... Continue Reading →

October thirtieth

October steals the present Covers understanding with its draw On weariness and years That will never come to pass again As a lost character, two feet shuffle To a future where obsession can be Literally melted in molten rock as... Continue Reading →

All life is precious

Smoothness lost in transition. Overwhelmed by movement, Overwhelmed by composition. Music streams through the heart. • • • We are waking again, again we are lingering. I put you to rest when you were sad, Scared and your limbs wouldn't... Continue Reading →

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