Winterbound

Can’t ever get warm inside, can’t it ever get me warm inside? I go feasting on dreams that fail to fill my belly, I go feasting on conversations and spinning discourses that only turn me dizzy, some people are more down for a debate than a decision; in this divide, there’s dreamers or there’s doers,Continue reading “Winterbound”

January 13th, 2022/independent of dawn-dead dreams

Today’s Prompt: What does your ideal day look like? My ideal day doesn’t have a face, so I don’t know what it looks like. /end snark Honestly, that was my only idea about this prompt. I don’t know what my ideal day looks like, physical form or no. So here’s a poem about some non-idealContinue reading “January 13th, 2022/independent of dawn-dead dreams”