Poem: The Wishing Hour

The wishing hour Is those rare hours Between sunset And moonrise darkness Where wishing stars Can be seen The wishing hour Is when I found you Lonely in a field waiting But for what Was it for me The wishing hour She said to me Is when I feel hopeful Sending wishes To the heavenContinue reading “Poem: The Wishing Hour”

Poem: Untouchable

Man my head is fucked up
It holds all the infinite possibilities
While sitting in this present moment
With everything I could ever want
Where I am always wanting more

I see her walk into the room
Knowing she is not noticing me
The same way I’m noticing her
Each step she takes is meaningful
But I mean nothing to her

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