Hairy knuckles soarAgainst lonely gravityInto the unknown.

Let the sun burst throughEach cluster of tiny spinesTo see how you glow!

He captures the lightAnd illuminates my soul –Stoking the embers.

Down the hatch, my friend.To drown your midnight sorrows.She will not return.

Icy winter drips Over autumn’s boney limbs Hold onto your mug.

Trapped in a meeting About mailing procedures There’s no hope for me.

The ghosts of my thoughts Float away as distant dreams Leaving me empty.

Take me in your hand, Press my sole along the grain; I yearn for your touch.

Deprived to thirst. Eager in patience. Lonely until the drop.