A dream of you, the churning and burning begins again, again.
Back to the beginning, to the end.
Foolish thoughts, words, yours, mine.
A broken lease, an eviction notice served to a vacant apartment.
Shaken faith, betrayed trust.
The magnetic pull, the sailor’s knot, can’t break free.
A desire to defecate on the memory, yours, mine.
A song sung to the deaf, a picture painted for the blind.
An Evening at the California Living Museum
5 years ago