Swimming in life’s cesspool trying to not eat of the filth that surrounds me
the waters are murky brown green algae like.
The swimmers are dead dark souls
and I am treading water, trying to keep my head from submerging.
...
If you allow yourself
to be captured by a stallion,
don't expect him
not to be a night mare.
...
You are like a potato,
you show marks of growth
under your skin.
...
Wet caterpillars
rain dropped from soil
Meandering about
trying to find peace
...