Elegant how the spaces, In the moments Right below, Matter even more Than we will ever know.


Elegant how the spaces, In the moments Right below, Matter even more Than we will ever know.

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

The reaching hand, Has resurrected Shadow’s ink, To write a man Into disruption’s Think.

North of tomorrow, And south of the past My eyes are as open, As they are When I saw You […]

To be A stranger To my own Mess.

Willow though they may, Branch along the gray A solution to the apathy, That colors us away.

When you are Apartment hunting, Who is hunting You?

An agreement of A meeting for Will cut the Every bond To build its wall Without a door And open […]

You need to go, And so will I.

At the water’s hill, Is a quarry in a query Up the will, Until the objects Of rendition, Has acquired […]