Gimme Shelter: Outside and Inside

Gimme Shelter: Outside and Inside

Inside it's warm, there's a basket of plenty of food.  There are blankets and cuddles; Santa comes regularly.  It's home, Home, HOME.

Outside it's cold or way too hot and hard and scary, dirty.  Homeless.  We are forgotten.  Looked through, if at all.  Death comes wherever we are.   Inside & Outside WE are EQUAL.

Look What Fell Through My Fingers  

Look What Fell Through My Fingers

 

A wish-me-well swim-away fish//A lock miss-ing the key, but//with a heart for a start//a snake above the scene//with a wither-ing gleam and a hiss//insists lick the imposs-ible//lolli-pop whistle clean.