what a strange night
to be a dream
a door
to knock on
to let me in
to enter where
I have never
been
Month: March 2018
Password
I live
just outside
In
it costs nothing
but everything
to live here
longing
for my
password
Without
crossroads
where would I be
friends
who would I be
silence
how would I sound
How Midnight Sounds
a train cries
the dark
open
a motorcycle rattles
the street
free
a breeze whispers
along
alone
The Gentle
happens
with
mine
less
to
ness
With Someone
I am sorry
I cannot talk
now
with you
but
we can talk
now
later
Charm
is a cat
with its pause
on being
Cat