#free writing
#free wheeling thoughts
#catapult dreams in silence
#write a poem in the tags
#midnight wanderings of the mind
#a husk of a dreamer with bleary goggles wakes as they open up their mouth to speak
#my mind runs forward in the night
#will you see the unseen poem buried in the tags of time?
#The silver ring which rolls off my thumb belonged to my mother
#A circle of silver arrows
#sharp and true love
#in passing
#in remembrance of your warmth
#your warnings
#those traces evoke a life
#memory is a peculiar magic
#if memory is a ghost
#it has too much power
#but not enough to create a future for those whose life expired
#leaving love and pain
#at every turn
#i cannot bury your memory
#I'm unsure of the mornings when everything is bright and clear and silent
#my dreams move in different languages
#a shapeshifting identity in the night
#but the day holds the shell of a dreamer trying to remember what held them together before certainty disappeared
#i listen to music like a beast in a fairytale lulled before the world enters its den