unwritten

for a writer like you, it returns.
you'll feel the quake of passion, & you'll write it...

i can relate thoroughly.. although your poetry seems as meaningful as ever.
Good stuff Kameron.

Life will be as it will.  Do you want to impose writing rights on it?  Will writing about things take the place of things?  You're probably good enough at seeing things and analyzing them.  But do you need to be the voice of them?  Granted, it's expected that you speak for them here.  But someday, everything dies, and lives until it dies, unaltered, unwept, just as it is.

this, as if,  unending inertness.
a soulful bearer of pains has to go thru this. only it can go thru too. now, than this phase u say that I know, I love the way u say.

each everythingness,  of the holistic hyperlogical ecstatic nothingness, too has a reason attached to it, whether we tend to see them or not.
hope. Is all that , that subconsciously fills us  n survives us through anything.

Ahh, excuse my long blabbers. I feel the beautous abstract airiness of an art u spin n the weighing down life's intensity u pack in them... in ur words.. as ev!
tq. Allz well fr u . Love  frm smwhr x

It's flawless

It's flawless