Attica
I remember the sensation of sun-drenched marble
On the bare of my skin
The colour of the sky
The new moon
The eastern sunrise
From the steps of my temple
I can feel the heat of my tears
As they fall
Like the dreams
of the absent rains
and I fall
into stardust
and time begins again
This is how it started today.
The universe is an asshole.
maybe just today, or yesterday
lying in bed staring at the wall at midnight
3am
wars bad politics rape lies fear child sex trafficking poverty loss
Childhood cancer
All the wrong things
Swinging between a deep natural rage against it all
And face plant surrender
I find myself in the sea
Again
In the early hours
How many tears have been spilled in these waters
In the arms of all creation
Like tides where rages come and go and suddenly ease
I breathe
I...