Thought DribbleR

Viscosant

Looking Askchance

Hushed MemoriesA

Dissonant Meloncholy

Tinkering On The Edge Of The Cosmos

For On The Floor Now

Hop Hip

Wormy

Can we walk away
Nothing left to say
Is there hope in our words
Is there a world to save

Can we talk way 
Things that we don’t say
The echoes will return
And whisper another way

There’s many way to see
And many ways to be
The signs are everywhere
Urging us to care

Can we walk away
With the words that we say
Will they bring a new world
Or will we go astray

Can We . . .

Seeking always brings one back to the self

rhizomey