Sunday, April 20, 2014

Ishtar

You awake to find it was no nightmare.
The relentless pain is the reminder. 
You say thank you for opening your eyes to another day. 
You get up and move forward as if
Cover the circles that keep getting darker and seem deeper than just a few months ago. 
You can't believe how time is suspended and in fast forward alternately. 
Some moments hanging with you. Endless seconds on loop. 

Happy Ishtar. I colored eggs... prepared a feast.
Now I need sex and an artful flow from my brush. 
Complete.