Woven tapestry lay

Against the wall heavily

Draped in history

Telling the stories

That we don’t want to lose

-Kel Dayheart



It forms in the lungs

Like broken glass

Sharp and brittle to the touch

Each breath is ragged

Hurting with every second

-Kel Dayheart

Dissing You

Disappear into the abyss

Disapproving those that don’t understand

Disbelief written on their face

Disobey their orders for order

Disembark on an adventure to cause

Disorder among the faceless masses

Disabuse the notion of compliance

Discord at it’s finest

-Kel Dayheart