degraded hearts

mining

yesterday’s sorrows

another night

void of sleep

painting watercolors

in semi-darkness

i know a good people

when i see them

quite easy identifying the bad

yet, i’m clueless to explain

how so many are unable to

tell the difference

your antiseptic smile

distillery of all

my hopes & dreams

there’s a witch hidden in me —

spells cast with eerie self-righteousness,

I cackle with malice & delight

frigid blue skies

showcase the sun

today, a stark contrast

perched outside our sunroom window

the scarlet red of old friends

wondering why the feeder’s empty