Illness Conceived Poetry

Feelings of a Rolling Sea Unmotivated, shallow-breathing; headache, neck-ache, stomach–not an ache but a rising and falling sea; unsettled, not settling. Excuses, Excuses I just keep coming up with excuses that this sickness claims it’s own. The Labyrinth This labyrinth, this labyrinth It tears at me This labyrinth Since when could I not skip These trips […]

Awkward Introductions

Well, I guess this is the first post…which is always something I dread, or have dreaded, since I have never really had a “words” blog. I don’t really know what to say that will have any interest to anyone. Well, I do. I like saying silly things and I have a lot of random crap buzzing around […]