chromatic word syndrome…

i wonder sometimes
what is the color of words
that some can’t be heard
leaving lips with the same sounds
yet no audience is found

random pages found on the floor #12…


a whimsical thought
that freedom applies to all
a foolish notion
engendered by history
written in outdated books

random pages found on the floor #11…


a good day to die
the warmth of god’s sun is here
warriors gather round
to protect their sacred graves
once again a trail of tears