My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Spent the night gazing at the stars with the city sky outlining everything naked and in disguise I drifted off to sleep just as my ghosts are coming to call answering few questions and leaving me with more All the nuances of someone that never bleeds out and praying is for the delusional I hold …
She stood still, cold wind blows, bare hands shaking eyes wide as the news translates from doom and gloom to Christmas cheer; she would sing if she could. Tangled web of high ratings money flows in an upward motion...there is no downward trickle in her neighborhood. A few blocks tourists know a magical place to …
Lovers come and go; over the years there have been many ...more or less.Skipping stones across the water while a turning tide is like sailing into the wind, but it can be the challenge that makes it all worth it; the proverbial chase or dance. At the end of the day when the sunlight begins …
Today I release the shadow of my vulnerabilities;and as I stand here amidst the wreckage I feel the ground shaking, trembling and I hear the bones of my soul rattle - a sacred sound to a sinners earBeneath my feet deep within the earths surface as if the fault lines have been cracked wide open …
Is the pivot in the law or in the facts? They both blow by like phantom painMy lovers all fade brilliantly into shape-shiftersIt depends some-times on how loud the clock tics; or the way a morning light lands delicately on linenHow quickly will they ponder or gently fade away?Early AM 5:55 bust, even with a …
Flying high on a bit of love and laughterand you just never surrender to the sounds. And me well hey what's it all aboutnothing happen here so I'll just fade away. "Doesn't matter much" mumbled under raspy voice with a touch of somethin or other weird ass'd mix of smoke and wine...the illegal kind. I'm goin to …
October blows in like a wounded animal screaming profanities of pain and discomfortand I'm under the covers, a frightened child with my own wounded psyche lost in the sound of the wind whispering the Hail Mary, Hail Mary, full of grace full of grace, Our Father who...full of grace, the Lord is with thee Our …
He whispers something or other as if magically my heart will open to things forgotten and with each word stirs memories better left in a pine box six feet under and wisdom is more or less a forgiveness of past sins I wrap myself in a silk kimono and slip back into his arms where …
Another unnecessary App another dollar drops into the billionaire abyss my rational is a lack of sleep too many nightmares love luster screw-ball mistakesand even though I can give advice all holy and righteous my ability to heed my own words is zero to less thanso winner or loser lover or friendfalling between the cracks …
Trilby Yates 