Culture

A craft

Beauty and Religion

Flow parallel to each other.

Swallow your pride 

Hear the sounds 

Of Living beside Love

Natural life increases

Its amplitude & tone

In any range, any loneliness

Two rivers are

Independent and wise.

One butterfly,

Dependent and unwise.

Music, dream, poem

I will never forget

If I get lost 

I'll find an umbilical cord

So I can climb right back

In utero.

Staying close

To a religious situation.

Once upon a dream

To lover, to haunter

No advice: Lovers

What story? Which film?

Staying closer

Need stitches

No rest in Peace

In frost or flame

I am skeletons

Love my name

Love left dry 

Caligula lost

Love falls asleep

Music in time

Skeleton me

Reviews

[Damien Ridge]

Such vivid imagery in the lines: "I'll find an umbilical cord so I can climb right back
In utero." Was a good write overall, the ending was unique and oddly beautiful... "No rest in peace, in frost or flame, I am skeletons..." I loved that part. Thank you for sharing!