SHALLOW CURRENTS

I search for Solitude By drowning My noisy mind Under mild Shallow currents Of bubbling stars Fingertips writing Useless Over and over again Into the soapy Thick filmy residues Magnetized to skin Inefficient tides Trying to soothe My worries away Impractical lines Being drawn And then Being erased In this pleasant Bath I made Thank…

STARDUST

She used to love the colors That followed the setting sun How the streaks carried on As if they had forever to run She used to feel the warmth On the other side of daybreak She had absorbed its beams Healing every past heartbreak But not today… Today the stars cried Its stardust our demise…