sipping liquid nitrogen here
a quiet life wrinkles
underneath a universe
waiting to be explored by
someone important
my hands ache
not for anything
I have no need
just because they are
each
individually
alive
sipping liquid nitrogen here
a quiet life wrinkles
underneath a universe
waiting to be explored by
someone important
my hands ache
not for anything
I have no need
just because they are
each
individually
alive
Slippery, them needs, aren’t they? Nice
gigoid
I wanted to share this link at my site but can’t find the reblog button. I thought maybe you might not want reblog. Maybe it is a technical issue who knows. Ive been following you a long time and still love your works.
It should be okay to do. Did you click on the poem to go to that particular page? I think it won’t reblog from the home page. Idk. What a bummer!! Thanks for being around! I appreciate that so so much.
Ok I’ll checkout out again, may be a pop up blocker or something. Thanks 🙂
This is wonderful
So vivid.
Reblogged this on Tammy Mezera and commented:
Maggie is one of the top mental health blogger/poets out there. From her older stuff to new… you will definitely find a poem that makes you sit back, read it again, go off in your head.