Fury's Battlements

Sometimes the head is spare.

Plus Nothing

Count the many pleasures
and erasures. What goes up goes

Glass

The cold, when filtered, becomes the light.

Levity

As we are projectiles so shall we be
suspended
in flight.

Hope and Fear

There should be a sign at the crossroads of History:

"Idealism kills."

Empathy

I feel what the flamingos feel.

Truth

To hide her secretive nature, she came out into the open. She smiled - the smile hid a silence...

She spoke, but there was stillness in every word.

This Time

Pocket blossom: the heart

Where

Where journeys are is where I am
How deep is within?
"Bounded in a nutshell"/ "Infinite space"

Ravelling and unravelling
The maker of the maze - where is his plot?

The thought was what stopped me
And space - where it started again

How is it I find myself?
A little lost
But not enough

This whiteness
Here

All the pictures were false
And the words - just were