Holding Stones

So futile This mind That runs away Blind Yet proselytising As if I have some great experience That may aid you with yours Yet Behind closed doors I am just the same mind Jumping to conclusions About everybody else Just like everybody else We are every bodies In our own damn self And with so […]

The Excavation

When we justify this And we justify that And we bend ourselves into things that the world doesn’t understand Can’t comprehend because the world itself is broken and its broken beings can only view each other through millions of cracked lenses Filters themselves filtered Distilled Until They lose Their strength And dignity By trying to […]