5:05

"5:05" - Recorded 3/31/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Maybe, to listen:Eyes, hands,A mouth, dripping withSalt,The taste of your patient breath,To be heard. The moon will one day know the groundAs it spins, closer;I, tooWill dissolve,Dust to you. Move now,The body takes youTo dim lights,Hum,Low din. Will we findJeweled rinds and … Continue reading 5:05 →

The Heart Cries Out

The heart cries out,Even,And especially,When the tongue fails. Words cannot sayWhat we feel,Just as our bodies often failTo conveyThe impulses that drive them. At times IWish there was a wayTo give voice toThe pulse that runs beneath. She tells me to draw,Despite objections that I cannot,"With your left hand,"She tells me;"You will stop trying to … Continue reading The Heart Cries Out →