Glisten

Glisten

Her skin so shiny like the sun reflecting off the waters it looked so soft like silky sheets hanging off. how come I don’t glisten? Never mind, I didn't mean it... it's just sometimes— I feel so defeated. Looking at her then at me If you had to choose one it wouldn't be me.

Daydream

Daydream

I sit and ponder. My mind slips while I sip. I dream I'm somebody. My words have meaning in this daydream. People see my work and feel connected to it. I see myself in a pattern. A routine The kind only ones with a plan get. Months pass now I'm still successful. Still in a [...]