“Touch And Go”
were i to ask
for truth,
which would
you spin?
The kind that
pushes
back…
or lets me in?
Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
“Touch And Go”
were i to ask
for truth,
which would
you spin?
The kind that
pushes
back…
or lets me in?
Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023
“Untitled”
time coasts past
like clouds of
dream
sweet spoken words
lost in-between
the truth’s not
really what it
seems,
so often bared,
but seldom
seen.
Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023
“But My Eyes Still See”
not every quiet’s
golden,
some grow rank
with mold,
blue blooming
with decay
with truths we’ve
fail to say.
Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023
“Not Too Rough”
she said she wasn’t
built for this
but was too smitten
to resist the risk,
stating “let’s just see what
happens”
numb from being flattered
and then flattened
by the well meaning
hands
of some overly
eager
man.
Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023