Monthly Archives: June 2017


love is the reverberation

of a muted song,

spinning but unspun in a spool.

left over images on the reel, woven

pasts and recycled words

all interconnected into

a massive structure of rewinding time.

you drag it through the street

and beg others to

watch, listen, or feel.

if your bartering isn’t accepted,

another empty echo is hoarded.




the devouring forms of childhood

lay within a transmuted cloud formation

backstabbed by light beaming brushstrokes

all trickling down into a pool of commonalities

awaiting a future

where feverish feelings bubble up into

times on the precipice of being cherished