lucid dreams;

man or mother?
you're standing strong as the waves roll over
well move.

you will feel the wrath of a god! declared the pinnacle


“ yours or mine?” replied the dark horse; barely audible but utterly dynamic

you shoot for the stars
yet do you not the the earth below your feet?

hey

wait

everything you know
everything you don’t

accepting that is the cost of true sanity

heavens’ tears aren’t salty;

when bluer horizons graced my windows
i felt melbourne's cold water shores
bleeding into me

let’s break dawn
in the same old city
with a new bottle of liquid sunshine
words unsaid rage
for original stories
in this burning heart of mine

no
we are not alike
not alike