Arrival

Arrival

The pinnacle slides As we approach. The horizon opens To see more. Clouds appear As the sun peeks through. Satisfaction…...
Cancer

Cancer

Cancer… Here we come Embarking on another journey Packing bags of mortality Hands free Our heart holds All we need...
Counter clockwise

Counter clockwise

And if I could, I would Turn the revolutions of the earth’s spin Counter clockwise to pause Lie at the most Joyous moments. Play repeat whenever needed The next journey is beyond outer space. A place between the crack, fissures, and black holes. Here we become...
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