S_miling effortlessly on an overcrowded train
E_ven when knowing I'll soon be walking in the...
A Ballad In Late November
Black, grey, and white...
Her elegant frame stole my sight
A glamour of golden hues in deepest night...
I hate her so much
I'm so sorry...
In times of fear, not all is clear
for tunnels bend, before they end...
She steps out and falls
Humanity's end, she forestalls...
Surface surfers
with insidious whispers...
I still remember that girl on the run,
who simply strayed between trust and fear...
Path set in stone, my legs are not my own.
Forever ambling toward distant horizons...
Have you ever
had the pleasure...
Freedom
I don’t know why I give a damn...
walking through
this desert hardpan...