Tag: Singapore

a couple of seashells and the sound of distant thunder to accompany the lonely shore

a tough sell this waking dream

tepid waters a fine day to drown in thoughts

if not time then perhaps the tides will change your monolithic ways

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