Under the wasted rubble.
Another subject.
The Messiness of Illusion.
Emotional Lava
Having Existed.
Is there yet another choice But to surrender yourself, Down the corridors of reluctant survival, To protect the family tribal.
The Heavyweight’s Feather.
Counting up the receipts of earth-wide tabulated grief, The totals are populated with a curious set of numerals That are […]
Sunny with a chance of Anarchy.
Summer’s light brings with it isolation Into the fuming forest of boiling decibels, Hearing angles sharper than forecast symbols For […]
The Inept Desirous.
Can opportunities begrudge The beggars of their chase, Whose courage for ambition Outpaces their ability To finish out the race?
Postponed.
I barter for every edge of compassion, That the higher placed and kinder faced receive With eager brevity and an […]
