the gulfs are deep . . .
What is missing?
Is it a concept they dreamed up to destroy us?
I believe the hardest thing to do when starting over or afresh or anew is, INDEED, starting over or afresh or anew.
Hello world. I’m here again; dusting cobwebs off this door, coughing at how heavy the dust is, the silence thick enough to slice through with a machete. I’ve been on a bit of a hiatus, and I haven’t felt like a writer for so long. Got a couple of nudges last month to try again…
I could fade in a second . . . I could die
. . .
these moments are fleeting
But we’ll take them today
And we’ll take them in forever
And forever and a day
. . .