Smoke on the horizon, fire in the distance
The path to safety farthest from the path of least...
I've got big plans tonight
I'm going to be staying after dark...
I got tangled
in time...
May my voice
Not be strained...
My eyes know beauty's art has need for praise;
For beauty stares itself into defect...
I feel fulfilled today as I
come out of an idle life of luxury...
The mental blackout curtains,
the heavy, wet fabric laid on my cerebellum...
I pick up my pen
But these words aren't flowing...
Short time, long time?
I was musing about the passing of time, with the...
Tomorrow not a word
Yesterday's heard...
If Roses grew in Heaven
They wouldn't bear no pain...
When the dark
waters of complexity...