drjones

Afterward, I sleep, and the beating red dries. All too soon, small crumbling grains fall freely like cinnamon dust. The satisfaction is dead, and a long numbing wait that deepens endures.

I’ve been absent for a while (too long), but I will return soon. At the moment, I can best describe my situation as:

Conformity to the prevailing standards of what is right (i.e. decency) i…

The dancing wave is pulled by a new moon, sending glistening ripples of a darkened silk echoing toward me- not even stars could consume such dazzle.

Our legs intertwine, ever so slightly, and soft purple feathers glide over and over. I love that the most.

That small crack is now a vast empty space…

Found You. Lost Myself. Losing You.

The bitter thorns slowly pierce inwards,
Tearing the flesh apart.
The gentle stem stands half erect,
Tainted. Spoiled. Shamed.

Her aged leaves impress the elders,
Still they create …