so far in the year.....

all pearls golden
stinging shine railway
when the oil rains
save this old baby

all bubbles blown
to damage, we
suffer. dissect this
gold chain maybe

put it back
on the shelf
old but golden
chain of humanity

i witness rain clouds
impress my display
sun rays less here
these days in a climate

a world within
the hands of a psychopath
all pain ensuing
so this is what is called
being human

a world in ruin
turn to clouds
turn to the
above, or root
yourself further into
this ground
and sink
both sides of this abyss

do call to you
remember while you're living
what love is