Sporadically Brian

that strange unmeasurable time between sleep and somnolence reveals the mind’s echo the day’s dream scaffolding an erector set in motion but nothing clear no diorama here on which to hang the hat no wild [...]

i tried to start the new year but it had already been it seems that time came from behind and passed the space i’m in i wasn’t broken up about it just a bit out [...]

the subtle nocturnal sounds safely sleeping at four am her gentle rhythmic breathing warming the neck and heart missing cold slices of home-made pizza makes the morning another win another day within inside the joy [...]

a customary interval slips into the next unobserved the transition would be nearly seamless but as this page turns detritus spills out the sides leaving no open space and dashing all hope of a clean [...]

allow the deepest pain dignity and find its place when misidentified shame masquerading as cleverness takes control of the fear piercing all hearts from behind when grievance guides the unquenchable thirst for justice rumbling like [...]

once upon a time in a land far far away there was an open field surrounded by a dense forest all of the forest lands had been claimed long ago but everyone agreed the field [...]