Cnaejna
See the steeple, pierced deep and dimpled down between the
Steel and glass scrapers of the sky?
Take my hand and feel the ice cold sorrow of what life is,
I’ll allow you to think you can save me.
Tag: #AmWriting
Always writing, testing, writing, editing, writing…
I See In All
I regret none of my interactions with those of whom I have shared the gloom of tombs, dark empty spaces, sounds of voices from beyond the grave and the sudden awareness of being two in the room.