birthday thoughts

unspecial the day arrives and I feel numb it’s just a day no fanfare no miraculous changes no nothing and I don’t feel special at all selfish wishes on my birthday I’m like a child wanting this to be my day wanting to be the centre of attention wanting others to make me feel specialContinue reading “birthday thoughts”

and on the third day …

time is falling from the sky and I’m twisting, arching flinging myself at odd angles trying to avoid the downpour but the years will soak me through one is born one dies one fights the inevitable yet in the end comes acceptance lying down in the feathers of mist drenched in age and as dawnContinue reading “and on the third day …”