Forward of Their hand, Welcoming a Question mark Is what is ours, To understand.


Forward of Their hand, Welcoming a Question mark Is what is ours, To understand.

A Body to Donate, As a worker For hire Your insurance on me, Is 24 hour.

And there it is, The irony But never, Is it young Or Long enough, To reach the bridge For help […]

I have nothing, But local things To say About you.
And then I think, They already have A box for me.

When you don’t live near, A sand and fun filled beach Don’t worry as Father’s Day, Mischief is still in […]

Traverse the logic, That lets the beliefs In fictions and reductions, Convince us To continue Their productions.
The voices from the start, Will narrow direction As the hope And us Do part.
Doubt inside anxiety was eating yes away And then it was guilt Deciding tomorrow As today.

My photo in a mirror, Turned the page Of which to be, And who in me To Adore.