windrag : poetry : journal

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Month: April, 2012


inspiration strikes as energy wanes another grand scheme makes food for dreams energy rises as inspiration sags at last, the floor is clean

ritual iii

the light chain sound. the bathroom fan. the clink of coin in piggy bank. the stories of what we did tonight. the preparations. sleep, sweet destination.

old ways

sons, nine years apart see each other once a year bond with dinosaurs


some things that should be done become things that must and some become things that didn’t but might and others never become, they just stay things that cover every flat surface


from the wing-beats of a butterfly, a hurricane. from the impulse of a child, a holocaust. turn these around. from where does peace arise?