Writing

Man at desk with black birds
["Asgardian Seagulls," digital art by cedar, YWP]
  • stranger to blue water

    sing to me.

     

    i've been a stranger once more

    to your hills and valleys, to the

    gaps of sunlight between your grasping evergreens.

    i've been a stranger

    to the red barn

  • Mitosis

    i'm split in two;

    an exact replica on the outside,

    my code is all the same. 

     

    the original me;

    who knows which piece,

    you'll have to tear me apart to just see. 

     

  • T

    Tired.

    worn out.

     

    Stuck in daydreams,

    so checked out.

     

    It's been like this for months.

    and getting worse in bumps and grunts.

     

    the summer heat, it floods my mind

  • Thing 1 & 2

    17 years of a built-in best friend. But it never had to be built-in. It was just a bonus. A reason why we could go months without talking, and then share our personal trauma the next day.