Looked through some old photographs today
just to catch a glimpse of your loving face...
Whisking soft scents upon horizon,
Orange holds eyes within its glow...
Little black boxes
and pumpkin cars...
We're swirling,
through the open landscapes in the universe...
"I have not come to call the righteous but...
What do you suppose would be the key word in this...
He sat rocking, slowly back and forth
Hands a little shaky now, not like his youth...
What else am I left with, but knowledge,
and memories ridden with pain...
In the back of the room, on top of a shelf, sits a...
Take them out, just one by one, and each will tell...
Lonely and Perfect
Lonely are wolves without a pack...
The <> marks in front of sentences mean a...
First one in awhile. I know, I'm rusty, but tell...
Barbed wires and chain link fence
Pace the walls in self defense...