Driving into the setting sun The glare of dusty gold speckles on the windscreen They glisten like jewels, but are just dead bugs Combined with the silver bright halo of haze I am blindfolded For minutes at a time I can’t see the edges of the road The middle is a bright white blurr I […]


Belonging It’s not what we think it is Who do we belong to? If not ourselves? Click clack Distract Retract Back into the “real world” Moment blown away We yearn To belong Yet Won’t spend the time needed On The only person we ever can truly belong to Paranoia Anxiety Fear Other Outer Symptomatic of […]