# 267 (intrepid)

intrepid small feet big jumps gliding across glass surfaces your laughter cracks the concrete tiny fingers gripping my shoulder I become rock for your I shed my fears ice cream and swings until dusk settles in   ¬© Matthias Geh, 17th May 2018  


#109 (a hollow chasm)

the rats were slaking their thirst slurping slush out of the gutters I refrained from your crusade hiding behind an indifferent mask was a lifetime of cruelty my heart a hollow chasm gloom filled the spaces between misfiring neurons setting sail on dirty waters all my trust melted into a dark puddle *9th January 2017