I wanted to write a poem about exhaustion...
My back hurts
I gave it freely and the universe laughed at me for giving so much for so little
A place to live Where I can call it MY home . . A place to sleep Where I can sleep without fear of labor at 2am . . A place to do nothing Where I can safely know I'm surrounded by people who know it's a necessity or not be surrounded by people at… Continue reading Simple dreams
Oh my beloved companion How beautiful you are How comforting How uplifting I wish we never had to part but I know your presence is so beloved because of the times when you are gone
I had a dream where I was swimming. Not in water or some other sensible liquid. but in a pool of flower petals They were soft and light and made me feel as if I was floating, surrounded by silk. It was not a sleeping dream and for that I am glad. I might have… Continue reading I had a dream where I was swimming
Sleep is such a wonderful experience though I wonder if it would feel as wonderful without the waking world to balance it... It probably would though
I wonder if I looked at the stars long enough...
It feels like this year will be good
I love the cold, but the cold does not love me At best, it is indifferent