HedonisticWindshield eyelash, streaking light, sidewalk mirror. Shadow flashes burning plight.Hedonistic
Nothing sincere just a moment pass. Standing still, she lives in fear, seeming crass.
Awkward gait, mill. She wanders about, in distant stare. Nothing seems real, losing dreams for clout.
How much can she bear, living only for herself. Hedonistic tears
fill her lair, developing doubts.
Hands and KneesWaiting for the red sun to rise again. Creeping by the bloom of the midnight Moon. Waiting for forgiveness to ease my sin. Casting blue steel dithers, deep from a dune.Hands and Knees
Sleepless, in the streets, compromising Pride. Reprobate tree, tailored for junkie’s breath. Searching for the one that was perched outside. Nothing left but the countenance of Death.
Holy contrition, reprimand, Enough. Faith soaked, efficacious, in virtue Blood. Damp empiricism, taken by the scruff. Memories of misstep buried in Mud.
Dizzy drying, busy sigh; residence
| ~HiDG |
