Contrival

Walking under street lamps Light to his inner broil Abscence of work is toil No direction He doubts each breath he takes Sh...

Grieving this world in slow motion The ring pull of my heart pulled back Contents at risk of being emptied Poured out in despera...

I tied myself in knots Caught in a maelstrom of clumsy thoughts The headlines of other people’s ideas merging with the unwieldy gra...

Let us Knead love to the edges of our existence Together become beings stretched Striving for configurations of unity A core pu...

I count your prayers Weigh them Pace the space where our dreams once were. Lets Walk the line of each other’s scars ...