freshly-boiled water swirls into the teacup, heating the thin porcelain from the first teaspoon. the water clouds over with tea releasing a faint scent into the air above. on the tray in front, a plate of biscuits await. later, the morning has warmed and the tea is forgotten, left to go stone-cold amidst the busyness… Continue reading tea-time
you don't see me, don't know i'm here. some days even i forget that i'm here. (i spend too long in the shadow and even in light i am invisible) when i reveal myself i can do so only for a night. energy's accumulation is at its strongest. (do you see me, amidst the night?… Continue reading shadow-walker
conceal me, airbrush me out of the day. lock me into night; meet me at the full moon. walk into the rain: pull on the jacket that hangs by the door. cover up the coffee stain; pretend the perfume-aura is gone and call it cleansing. (you know i'm never really gone, right?) before you know… Continue reading undercover
crammed full of treasure tucked into a corner and not yet forgotten. ----- bare and functional (at least on the surface) you don't know what's inside. ----- a monument to time: failure and achievement; it has seen it all.
shadow figure slinks around, hiding sense of self for the select few. ----- hidden view, broken up by blinds: a few quick glimpses from my office desk. ----- painted anew each day (perpetual motion) done in fresh new shades.
marks made on the soul permanent, can't be hidden nor removed - always.