half-hearted(ly)
the sprinkle of rain on my window pane like a music box wound tightly...
recollections of (you)
on some days it feels like i’m digging into the guts of intricate machinery...
waiting for (a moment)
seated. at rest and (possibly?) waiting (for a moment) to be seduced by the...
A Road Less Traveled
Introduction “You know, actually we have no love – that is a terrible thing...
kite flying
to soar high above roiling waves of blueish gray which crash upon the beach...
i, surrender
not to a thought but for how it often takes root. not any idle...
a thought, in passing
as i strove with animal intent keen on releasing my kundalini energy into the...
which, if left to chance?
maybe love is a bit like what quantum physics states about entanglement and the...