Eating at the Cafeteria by your Lonesome II

PFlight

Molt your plummage away
Urn ashes twined with the breeze
Shrill your cry echoing
Erebor beckons

Brain Fart: Excuse Me

Puso ko lang mataba, hindi ako!

Ansabe?

Alta Moments

Solo

The Reckoning

Mind Games

The Memory of Friends

Dust gathers upon

the paper that lies

in wait.

      I fester within

the confines of your inkwell

                            dry

my hopes, frayed

                   quills lost

to dust:

swathe my mailbox

                 scour the rusted farce

                 flake away the painted mask

            rub. my present. raw.

            farewell

                        farewell my past