She dare shine an array of colour in the light of the grey moon. Infinities of thorns encircling her frame. Caged wild heart thundering echoes in the silence. She travels alone in the shadows not to be seen. Forever hidden. For they will slay her – feed her to the wolves. To be stripped of…… Continue reading The girl with technicolor pelt.
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Anarchy in mind.
I dissect. I devour. I watch from the tower. I read. I digest. This mind does not rest. She wrestles. She tousles. Words fall. Create ruffles. Beautifully – Bitter – Escape My head on a stake. Sound mind. Concubine. Tethered – free. Sever – Me. Virtue. Never. Unravel the sweater. Lay way to the fuse.…… Continue reading Anarchy in mind.
Red Flag
‘I am a red flag’ She flagged. She Flagged. White Flag.
Unmasking.
All I do is nothing. All I do is everything, in totality, in wholeness, wholesomeness, defensiveness, regardlessness, defiance, necessarily, selflessly, creatively, confusingly, delicately disastrously, contradictingly, ‘pre-meditatedly’, consciously, disconnectedly, contrastingly, loudly-silently, defeatedly – aggressively, despairingly, confusedly, hopefully – naively – in denial – defiantly, respectfully, nothing – left – of – me – but – you…… Continue reading Unmasking.
Me, Myself and Who am I? 