Sitting
Tall stool
Metsl tsble
Vice gripping
My victim
Bending
Shaving
Scraping
Demanding
It fit into
My will.
Resistance
Solid
We find
Detente,
This soul
Longing
For the
Trees
poetry, prose, and photography
Sitting
Tall stool
Metsl tsble
Vice gripping
My victim
Bending
Shaving
Scraping
Demanding
It fit into
My will.
Resistance
Solid
We find
Detente,
This soul
Longing
For the
Trees

as night moves
the graceful neon dreams
rain falls


piano’s motion
notes dancing upon the wind
rain gently falling
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along these old streets
with memories of my youth
restless trees staring

moving through the cold
winter’s approaching quickly
still hints of summer