a stab at something new


I really like the feeling of looking over what I’ve been able to produce. The feeling of hard work paying off is the definition of satisfaction I suppose, so here’s to yet another redundant post.



the words on the page

are contradictions describing contradictions

meaningless symbols portraying thoughts

getting lost and applying meaning

to whatever we’re struggling to deal with ourselves.


reality is that picture

you have on your dresser.

That beautiful bordered portrait of something real,

that you knew, that you felt in your beautiful bones.

that’s all we’ll ever want,

out of all we’ll ever do.