Just me

A spontaneous poem

I remember you, clouds and stars.

Hello

words

Just words in here

A rather old poem

Stars that aren’t stars are screaming in the shadows and I hate them. Colors bleeding like death fall to the ground and disappear but it’s not the end yet. More are falling soon. A woman wept in her driveway.

Hey

Hey

Just that.

I live in a box. Cardboard floors catch my falls But they are cold I need a warm embrace And whispers exploding into flames Burn the box down There are too many secrets I chase ghosts down gray hallways

This is a poem

If you know Rick, Daryl, Carl.. Maggie, Glenn... Carol...then you are my people. Welcome.

Just oversharing. Again.

Anxiety and dolphins. Minus the dolphins.

I’m actually not, probably.

Poem?

Much wow

these words