"Veni, Vidi, Vici"

Forgive me, my thought process sometimes lacks discipline. I have strange ideas. I'm a sort of armchair philosopher turned poet. This is a writer's blog, but I do not publish my finished work here. I post fragments, pieces, ideas; works in progress. I test out ideas that may or may not become more fully realized. I write flash fiction and poetry. I love generic transgression and experimental poetry. I write mostly about art and failed romance. When all else fails, I post things that inspire me.

Monday, March 4, 2019

Agoraphobia

Agoraphobia

My voice is always too quiet, or too loud. Something has taken my voice; I’m not allowed to shout. Sometimes I sing.

I spend a lot of time with birds. Birdsong. Singing. Freedom. Flight. A choir of angels. A bird on a wire.
I’m just trying to stay alive.
“If you can read this. I’m still alive.”