Sleep my love Weep my love this long night is at an end. - A clamour grows a few nightmares escaped the dreams I rent weaves like sand the golden terrors into my brain the chaos at the end of a driveway is not the making of a broken skull but a concussion from these… Continue reading Sleep my love, weep my love!
Hello Blue Moon! Will I see you next Sunday at the edge of another Monday? In a maddening way you’ll miss my voice your annoying rhythms syncing to my surprise at seeing your name on my ambient phone screen appropriately enough two blue ticks- a welcome presence for a blue bird looking to nest inside… Continue reading Hello Blue Moon!