No Visible Injuries

No visible injuries Never fixed by a Rx pad You’ll pat me gently “Oh, it’s not that bad” You’ll shove me back & I’ll maintain & pretend I’ll smile & laugh Even when I need a friend We’ll always ignore The darkness that looms You’ll never care As long as I resume

Cavernous Depression Falling Down Without Truth

Cavernous depression falling down without truth Wet streets refracting the bitter twilight of the moon Trenches & overcoats pulled tight to repel the world A need for answers that cannot wait past this noon Try to place everything perfectly into its correct box Finding out the little control we have while we’re here Knowing theContinue reading “Cavernous Depression Falling Down Without Truth”