I’m rocking,
denying the heat
of internal fires
Snorting saline
off dirty shoestrings
etched in mud
Creativity left,
brazen of heart’s
dead song
Dehydrating
within society,
vitality the cost
Door watching,
I’ve succumbed
to destiny’s call
White noise
lifts me gently.
I’ll never again fall.





with love & light~ Desire~*~


































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