Sheep and gnus
See how they leap; rows of sheep — as my sleep slips by. Please tell how ewe supply can grow and not slow while bedclothes strangle I’m mangled and wrangle: […]
See how they leap; rows of sheep — as my sleep slips by. Please tell how ewe supply can grow and not slow while bedclothes strangle I’m mangled and wrangle: […]
Winter walks with weight of wet wadmal; somnambulism from dawn to dusk, shoulder-hunching in sweat-scent of the crowded trains, Winter is pale faces focused; illuminated in sheen of smartphone screens […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,