Prose – Thistle Thoughts

The Jam Files #5 — Benumbed

I think I’ve transcended pain flare-ups.
I’ve been husked.

Somebody’s fingerprints
might leave a message.

We’ve been running on fumes the past couple of days.

Your body and mind go through a transitional phase in March.

This winter has been a deep freeze.

…I couldn’t stop being entranced by Sissy Spacek’s freckles & her crystal blue eyes…

Blog Update!

The end of summer is making sure I feel it.

Flashes of lightning
illuminate you,
and I turn away
lest I cry.

The green of the air.
The scent of choking desert.