Poems from Doctor Jones
The countless grains of an endless beach slip between the crevices inbetween my fingers
I look up and see the mountain
and I am angry
I...
the cool morning grass
slips between the cracks in my bare toes
and for once I am happy
I look into the angry gray clouds
and smile at...
A heartbeat...
microscopic beings enjoying their lives
supposedly
cells white and red
mingle, only interacting when a virus is present
A...
Something is never here
alluding my graps, it tricks me, the seer,
I will find it no matter the cost
I won't give up, I think I'm lost...
Wonder how much it will grant
Serenity superfluous, synonymous
with frivolous and I sit here
mind frictionless
I try to catch it
like a...