as Trump galloped past
the finishing post, he found...
..at tunnels end, will there be light,
to save us from, this time of plight...
I am counting the leaves on a tree
birds are still singing...
Without purpose nothing stands a chance...
One day last week
I could feel the air inside my home freeze...
14 July 2017
6pm GMT...
In a forgotten time long denied by good men
we were all evil and mutually drenched...
.
creation...
This morning I was questioned about a golden cross...
Dangling from a silver laced chain loosely necked...
~~~~~~~o~
atlantis ahead...
My mind is racing
A mile a minute...
Clever cirsium, too clever
by far, arms herself in...