An unstructured attempt to make writing - any kind of writing - a regular part of my day...in the seclusion and privacy of the internet.
The chaos part will become evident straight away.
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Ghost of Joy
The ghost of joy is thin and sharp.
she's hot and brittle too.
and like a Siren, begs embrace
the slivers burn in you.
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