Eating The Pain Of Others

Art by Blake Kathryn It is a constant reminder.A positive reality in mind.I often eat the pain of others.Until I realize, it is mine. This has to be alright with me.If I say it isn’t — dark abyss of another’s!Learn again from this next line:I often eat the pain of others. . . . . … Continue reading Eating The Pain Of Others

Windsong Fountain Rain

Bliss ever bliss thy be done will be said and undersung.Words make no sound and form no illusion, never taught.What gives; takes not — unless sought? Make sense yet no sensation to arrive. 1.6 times 10 to the -35 Overfound rivers wise. Nothing amidst in tree of lies. Haha!You get me right? I speak of … Continue reading Windsong Fountain Rain