feeding my nightmares
feeding my nightmares
to be alone in the dark
the floor creaks at night
Home
music of the rain
music of the rain
with a drumming overhead
soothing in the night
need a place to hide
need a place to hide
safety of a blanket fort
just might stay a while
puddles on the ground
puddles on the ground
can often lead to dancing
shuffling raindrops
a delicate taste
a delicate taste
off an angel's left nipple
most ancient of stills
in the dark stillness
in the dark stillness
gaze across the flow of time
hold tight to the now
scattered through my life
scattered through my life
the signs of my undoing
remember to breathe
afternoon delights
afternoon delights
ginger snaps and lemon curd
chasing espresso
it was just breakfast
it was just breakfast
but his judgement has been passed
dealing with the cook
a cold wind has come
a cold wind has come
hereld for the coming storm
anticipation