Walking as I do, In steps that leave Reflections. Asking of the city, For choices that weave Directions.


Walking as I do, In steps that leave Reflections. Asking of the city, For choices that weave Directions.

Taken by the drinks, On rocks And those well shaken, Double, Triple shots To forgetting, My forsaken.

Deep in question, The answers always stray But taking only fragments, To go deep in thought They never go away. […]

Years have been given away, And centuries too, Of woman claiming Of man saying, Not my responsibility And it surely […]

Can you bother me, Sometimes, That is all I need.

Justify the focus, On a stillness When smiles, and decisions Require miles, And revisions. To get there To get farther, […]

Exchanged among the forceful fictions, Are frictions predicated on passive dictions The mission of which to cuss a veracity, Through […]

Recently I found a blue, That sang as loud As I would too, If my pain Had taken mine, And […]

The curves along the dance, Are never worth the win To allow the flagrant pain, Of being First In vain. […]

Yellowing at the corners The practice strict in place The claws will always Find their pace Raking at What Was. […]