thorough winding on soft shores
brutal loneliness scars through
heat of what you say
still renting
new storms
quake through me
wash feathered existence
stand alone
and strong
devastated to leave back
but face braver
instances
more shiny
free
and wonders can't imagine
they say
Political Economy
13 years ago
your writing brother
ReplyDeleteis....
kind of a soul-mate to me
sometimes....
in the net
we do meet
you read my head
and I read your head
much respect
soon we meet