Keeping busyFor M to skirt the mind’s madness, to suit-up against the heart’s desire to think about what’s missing because everywhere you look, it’s possible that all you see is lack, loss, lustre-listless. ennui sounds delightful on the tongue but weighs the muscles like acid, lactic lackadaisical. listen to love songs to lavish the lashes,… Continue reading POEM A DAY – August 3