Each crinkle decays my sense I have no balance My mind is gone I am a ball Rolled up and set aside Limbic system disappeared I’m a repeat button. Crumple. Uncrumple. Wrinkle. Smoothen. Caress. Flatten. Fold slightly. Tidy. Whose hands are these? Who is obsessing over paper? Dare I ask Myself why Can’t I control my urge To crumble. Squeeze. Release.
I love creative writing and photography and I am passionate about both. I write poetry, essays, short stories and various thoughts about different topics. Sometimes I will post pictures I have taken as well. Writing eases my mind, releases tension in my heart and cleanses my soul. I will post a variety of my writings I have done over the past 20+ years and current writings. I will also post various photos I have taken from time to time as I also like photography as well. I welcome you to my blog and I hope you enjoy it.
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