
Author Archives: Timothy P. Schilling
Garage at Arnhem station

Over the river, through the wood
Death shadows us
This pouring down
Every drop is a way back up
State of affairs

Falling through

Don’t read this for answers
This problem of not being
who you are will not be
solved here where
the wind will blow you
from the bike
Think about it

G is for God
G is for God.
G doesn’t
sound at all like God,
but “God” doesn’t sound like God
either. God is the one
cupping her ear not caring.
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