Friday, 3 December 2021





painted before stroke
before I saw natural stone
repeat repetition


I brush the soiled tears
from your eyes and you wake-
glistening in mine


Stace could undertaker
create something like this?
my hands are cold









RAW


Black Friday, ashamed kill

Rittenhouse, school killing 

labinjo humanity. Why is

life so cheap?










Before my head hits

The pillow I mouth the man-

tra I- am ness



 Stephanie you live

                         in me, beauty is in-

                                                    eye of beholder

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