Laying Down
Laying down in the midnight late summer in a Christ-like pose I stare up directly I’m already going dizzy with vastness. It sort of whirls around my head, some particles…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
Laying down in the midnight late summer in a Christ-like pose I stare up directly I’m already going dizzy with vastness. It sort of whirls around my head, some particles…