Lost and liquid

In the lost and liquid,
grasping at a puddle of words
I am both wave and particle
to an accompaniment of rain.
Again, I try to sing to you
but cannot find my entrances—
cannot hear the key changes.
My voice falls shapeless,
pours too much,
yet finds itself
still drowned
in things I’ve left unsaid.

Written in dreams

On the edge of slumber
I wandered in my forest
of forgotten songs and poetry
where I’ve witnessed my best work be written
only to fall and scatter
into a soundless sheet of needles,
dried-up on the floor of waking.

Writing and photography by: Katy Claire Funke

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