Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Still…
Gut stained purple
Still saying no
Stars fade forever
Still have to go
Sunlight sudden
Still in shadow
Snow in summer
Still burning cold
Stomach at the circus
Still drop the curtain
Lion needs taming,
Still crack the whip
Heart in free fall
Still turn machine off
Beeping fading
Still can’t hear.
not really a finished piece, just some ideas I’m working on.
Mabh Savage 