WORDCHASM

I will soak
through to the bone
some rainy days
Some scorching days
my skin will die
ultra-violently
on desolate others
I won’t talk to
a soul
or the ones i see
will treat me like
a nuisance
some fearful days
i will cry because
i miss you
on loving days
i will laugh because
we’re so close!
a god
disguised as
a vagrant
but then
also vagrants
are god
transforming
from knowledge
to experience
creating a path
from asphalt and
inspiration
would you like
to [...]

how does
a forest fire
start?
sometimes
lightning strikes
quickly; naturally
some might say
this is a disaster
NO
from the ash of the fire
springs new life,
new opportunities
perhaps one day
when the time is right,
we will find the embers
still glowing in our hearts,
we can rekindle
this glorious blaze
place some rocks around it
and use its heat to
prepare the recipes of life
and
burn the forests of the world
down to [...]

with empty bottles and
forgotten strawberries our
eyes swirl and
bodies tangle
not a breath of air may
pass between us;
not a single stone is
left unturned
but its not the wine
that drives this
venture to
divinity:
high tide,
the fusion between
parched land and
drowning sea,
prescribed by
neither vast ocean
nor endless beach,
presses from above–
inspired by the
omnipotent influence of
a reflective moon it
rises and falls.
the water’s edge while
always present is
always [...]