Category: writing

• blurring edges

  Sometimes I think I’ll die while driving,because I’d be too busy looking at the clouds and colors of the sky.Gradients I try to memorize,tufts of pillowy outlines tracing in my mind. I wouldn’t mind going out like that.Finally for my weary body to lay to restFor Millions of abstract thoughts to ceasein the comforting embrace…

  hellishnoise

  December 30, 2023

  poetry, writing

• find me in my meadow

  I am cursedwith a vivid imagination.inventing so much in my headthat it can be hard to parsewhat is real and what’s not.I spend so much time daydreamingthat I’d rather play safely within my own boundaries, than take any real risks. It’s easy to attribute it to being a pisces,Ever-lost in idealistic fantasies,Playing over and over…

  hellishnoise

  December 30, 2023

  poetry, writing