converting caffeine into words
Summer finally taking leave Moving south with the geese
Jeremy C Kester
The air is cool enough Sitting still on the tarmac Waiting for the sun to warm Or a gate to become ours
There is fire here So often smoldering Hiding Waiting
I fail to understand sometimes How desire and ambition fail How easy it is for fear to forward Its agenda for the way I live
Beasts we are Clawing through life
Jeremy C Kester 