Between these lines, we come to write,
we shall not judge, the black and white...
Questions wrapped up
in a chrysalis became...
.
a perfect ideal...
They scold us
thinking we are all the same...
Peggy Sue
have you seen...
Sometimes I hoot and holler
And beat upon my chest...
I type all day, and answer phones.
Just one of many, standard clones...
Hey there again pretty girl
I knew you would be back...
Short time, long time?
I was musing about the passing of time, with the...
Tomorrow not a word
Yesterday's heard...
When the tide changes,
The superior and subordinate switched sides...
Daylight drifting in,
Wakens me from sweet slumber...