SomeWhere

 

Word Fence

 

Don’t watch the words sitting on the fence.

Look between the cracks 

of the fence to see 

what is hidden behind. 

Cryptic Crabs

 

My mind is a ‘cryptic cradle of crabs’ 

and yet, 

has convinced me it makes sense. 

Need more coffee…

Churning Sea

Infinity, eternity and infinitesimal perturbation

All seething within the deepness of the void. 

Thus worlds are born, live and

return to the churning sea of emptiness.