2:38 am and I'm at work, refusing to sleep because of rationality. So I think of the tap of the keys and the smooth plastic underneath scarred skin and I find comfort in the reality that I am not special. I saw my vows today, and found myself wanting, because rationality has broken over and … Continue reading Thrown back to me
poetry
Slight
A slight change in a singular moment and we taught ourselves that it was just imagination. But we are here. I am here, in this time that will cease to exist before the next draw of my breath. It is important to say. Important to note the slight change because they have told us all … Continue reading Slight
I Heard Once Said
I am I am the jar did say, but still rising in temperate with still wise things and unwise, and still. I know why, it sings, the smoke rising from blue gardens and men and women stare at the green light. Shall I go? adventure calls and with the thrice turns I am standing where … Continue reading I Heard Once Said
Fickle Creature
Talk some sense to me, breathe in, time is slipping the only thing we hold and yet cannot ever own Realization is the key perception and misdirection over-enthusiastic I am known to be, but I never expected a birthday beyond each last one so to bust the bubble and let it be seen You cannot … Continue reading Fickle Creature
Faith Taryn Davies 