sliding doors to empty rooms double mirrors to trick the view tremors of the yet to be i plant my roots and grow above to survey the scene 1.18.17

wake in the dark then shock of light feel translucent paper thin coffee brews to fortify muscles move without force eyes remain open on their own thus, i embark 1.17.17

punchy from restless sleep to punching the water today i surpass, learn to be, stronger than i thought i was but tonight, i sleep deep 1.16.17

sleep deprived i push through until the avalanche of tired then, i succumb 1.15.17

interact, interface we seek contact from a distance we call for a voice that warms we joke for the laugh that joins we sigh for our mutual discontent 1.14.17