if not time then perhaps the tides will change your monolithic ways
Tag: Singapore
a morsel of moonrock that’s all you get this autumn night
not ghosts just random thoughts wandering the empty hallways
bus ride the fly kissing random strangers
speaking of pretty things the spider floats down
too cool for autumn tween spirits at the playground
fires of fall cold to the trembling touch
dark room the dagger of light watching silently from the corner
the lazy eye takes a trip amongst autumn clouds
late dusk the earworm medley of bird songs on replay inside the head
