another espresso, for the anxiety driven Fien.
Today like most, was paved with cracked, dismantled concrete.
Unevenly structured underneath. Chipping due by lack of planning.
We were created, how buildings hold their levels.
I bleed through this day, floating through the spaces, my foundation never met.
Today like most, I live alone.
I buy a piece of clothes with another coffee, easing this lost sense of purpose.
A minute’s gaze around the shop to wonder what is beneath them.
No retained jealousy of an outside appearance. Nor interpretation of relationships.
Just uncontrolled envy of the castle brick walls, layered bellow the very top floor.
Is it strong and sturdy? So you don’t have to be?
Or is it shaky and mean?
Mine is scattered and misleading. I do not dare fall.
There isn’t anything to catch me, on this single floor, which floats directionless.
I sip my coffee, sinked into wooden, steal supported chairs.
This day,
for now,
I am held.
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Take me there.... Please!
Cape Perpetua - Oregon - USA (by Al Case)
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beautiful... so inspired.
By the light of the Indigo Moon - Pen, ink & watercolour, incorporated with some hand painted collage
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