Stonehouse

Brown is the ground
Blue is the sky
High is the peak
Steeply I rise.

Gone

Sometimes I wonder about all the things
That I’ve wanted to learn
All those things that I fed to flames
I sat and watched them burn.

Insomnia: Haiku.

Longing temptations

make eyelids forget to sleep

you are a torment.

Tripping

Eyes. Closed.
Mouth. Not.
Neither are legs.
Hands. Locked.
Together with yours.
Above us.
Smells. Intensified.
Movements. Quicker.
Than the heart rate.
Lover-like. Affairs.
Animal-like. Actions.
Us. Lusting.
Over each other.
With no. Happy end.
To finish off. With.