It's Sunday The crows whispered "Save Save" Out of a sad dream of right and wrong "Save Save" Out of a haunted Dream of bad things In the morning stillness Would not move my eyes To see what lurks Behind... Continue Reading →
In the dark, quiet love. We have spiders Building amazing webs in the corners. It has been many days and I miss your arms. I miss the whole contours of the right side Of your body, where I can fit... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 