Numerically correct,new miracles are set to seem improbable.Vicariously intact,the same old mysteries at hand remain unsolvable.I’m incomparable,like a tether to a WiFi wearable in pairing mode.Highly programmable,written to a T-prompt yet riddled with debunked error codes.Stopped to a halt,...

Planting seeds yesterday got me thinking.   Seeds,with their protective coating,will sit undisturbed for years in a dry place.But,put them in the soil with water and sun and voila...plants appear.   For all intents and purposes they were dried up and dead.   What if...

My dreamy world of writingis a graveyard shrouded in fog.Where each story has a grave,each grave has a character.These living, breathing corpseswith open eyes, raspy voicesand souls, gaze on through my eyes.

There is a keyhole to my heartthough there is no key holder.A keyhole to the wonders I dream of us,wonders that only exist within my mind.This door to my soul locked and windowless,you beg to enter even if only...