
Monday, 27 June 2011
Monday, 20 June 2011
When things shift


friendships forge and they fracture.
I worship their value, but I can still neglect.
everyday I hope to be better at keeping them pocket close and fluently reciprocal.
but I need to be allowed a glass of selfish during an eclipse.
forensic ornithology
Behold the ladies
Friday, 10 June 2011
Old peg, new hole

The shapes I make convince me I'm ill fitting,
once adaptable
the boots shoes socks are now still
and I have become a wolf in sheep's clothing
or rather a sheep in wolf's clothing.
I condition myself to take a leap of all leaps
a high jump long jump towards a promise
and I'm scared but I can't keep my swan legs up anymore
so here I go. Forward.
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