Divided by

Looking up from a sandy beach.

Stubble & flow

Soon to be gone - the best one ever in Toronto. Summer, please don't go.

Chatty laughter

the madness
gives an ear to
unreal conversation
they think me mad
but I laugh with you
all the way up from a giggle
oh, the good times in my head
turn away if I disturb you
giveaway in a telling look
why not look at him?
he's in his own mini world
yet he's alright
to me the trip seems to be
never ending
but you, you've grown tired
at this time
no need to hear me laugh
reflection is better suited
lead me, leave me in the doorway
away from the humming man
my chatty laughter turned upside down
into projected unexpected
humming, self absorbed
maybe from the mini world
staring him straight
in the face

On my back

Death & life