24/8/14

Lost moments
swing by
as I try
to catch them,
Grasp their warmth,
their touch,
the moments
veiled in smoke
they swirl swiftly
past
thin whisps that we
cannot
grasp.

10/8/2014

Definition is like a knife to your throat,
Move and you'll feel the cool, steel
slide into that perfectly made
flesh.
Explanation is the flickering candle
on a tabletop ready to burn its
last light.
Understanding is like a
Cloudburst, shining, radiant,
gone.
The explanation of your
definition
doesn't have a
Cloudburst,
Instead I feel the storm coming
from the sky and I'm
trapped
in the cloud, compressed against their
misunderstanding.