woke

i cried falling asleep i

could not stop waking up then

a bit of a drought

lots of effort in several directions

i really wanted to live to

make the most of the strange time on earth i

never fell asleep

again

#katyamills

pain.receding

you was down and out unable to do much of anything you saw how difficult the world can be. you called your last friend they gave you an idea. reluctantly you stepped out into the sunlight cursing your friend and yourself…then…the pain

receding

#katyamills

tbh #8

no method 

can rival a letter 

written by hand

describing the thoughts the 

feelings to convey

you truly care…

much less effective

to be honest 

when you fail to 

drop said letter in

the mail

hallow

the method unconventional

practiced relentlessly

within a wave of sound

from dusk to dawn

a chorus of frogs

water.fire.earth.air

the eye of a full moon

#katyamills

cobalt

on my morning walk to seven

eleven for coffee i heard a single bird

watched the light come into the sky

two women held one another

crying by the petrol station

a cat with a collar on a line wrapped round

a man austere by the fence cobalt

eyes 

#katyamills

tbh #7

to be honest this

can happen to anyone the loss 

of direction sometimes you

gotta pray for guidance

believe in yourself!

there’s nothing you cannot 

overcome

#katyamills

butane hill

alone i faced the wind

above the trees blowing

in my hands sheltering the

laughing blue life of

fire

#katyamills

i.vote

vote for the one who speaks from the heart 

who has had hardship

overcome it

who realizes violence and madness

are contextual who did not come out of 

nowhere. vote for the one who is

not destructive but

creative

#katyamills

7am

7am. getting numb where

the drills will commence the battle 

of the teeth. the sky 

orange like novocaine

painted on gums oh 

what fun. getting

numb

#katyamills

flower. papiere

the petals turn colorful pirouettes

pinwheels for narrow pupils having a moment 

under careless of cashier judgment unspoken

ultra premium violet exposition

1999. like midnight sun was a tradition

#katyamills