Of course I’m not stuck I’ve options pouring out of my ears I have so many options I can’t see straight So I’m gunna start filing through them One by one Day by day And you’ll see it You’ll see that everything We worked hard for Will finally come back with more than you couldContinue reading “Of course”
Tag Archives: prose
Set Up To Fall
The hiss of a hot match under water The last domino set in place Just before the fall Chin up The worst is yet to come If you’ve made it this far You might as well Just keep going Things will fall into place Well, wait that I can’t promise -Saschia
More Writing
The sun is coming up The more I write The less I sleep But I’m going to figure it out I’m going to get through this -Saschia
Waaahhh
From left to right From side to side I’ve been up Up up up To write To soothe To make my dreams come true Something is off though And so I write some more -Saschia
Mount Ararat
Water gushes from my throat down my chin down my shirt and slowly makes its way to my toes I’m drenched in water A pigeon landed on my shoulder with a leaf in its mouth It waited til the earth shook Then flew away My life is just beginning now it will never be theContinue reading “Mount Ararat”
Folding Me In
My thoughts Thick as molasses are folding me into the dark sticky world inside me I swim in possibilities And fiction And relationships That are questionable Here I stir in the wonder of it all -Saschia
Just Well-Rested
The jig is up I’m not full of any tricks I have empty sleeves I’m just well rested And that’s a rare thing -Saschia
Rebuilding
You got what I need in your back pockets And a life with me in the palm of your hand And I want it And I’m thirsty for it But I’m not interested In expectations Any longer -Saschia
Matters of Life
Revisit After revisit With him Drifted off into normalcy Scared me And now it’s time to sip some whiskey And try one more time One foot in One foot out And short periods Of having two feet In the same place -Saschia
Solipsism
She’s gone snuffed out with just a thought not person could save her or her body or her works dead and gone the gift of being mortal the gift of life to gift your body into the hands of another because there is no fight there never was pain is an act ofContinue reading “Solipsism”