Tag Archives: muse

Alert to action now a false alarm, keep glancing back and tracking time. Will you progress or admit defeat till another day?

Analyse a feeling or an imitation and try to decide what is real for you, and whether that can mean anything for those who began as whole and can see all your flaws.

Search for my will, a belief I would fight for, die for, instead of a concept I mimicked as real. Do I even have one?

Restore a moment by staying still and slowing all breathing. Can you find it? That edge of everything.

Repair the tears of tired muscles with juice wrapped in skin, crumble to the nutrients and revive yourself, ready to fast again.

Waiting pile late with no regret, expecting you to bend and compensate, running to its rhythm until your heart stops the beat.

Building pressure with crushing weariness while people whisper insistents and ignore the flash of pain, only wanting results.

Rise early to avoid the sun, beat its heat and expel energy before it’s involuntarily depleted through sweat and brain fog.

Croissant of content curled into luxury, ready to rest after excelling at what it does best.

Return the heat to ruin your body, melting away all goodness and leaving the gritty and disappointment.