The world has no desire.
It's all about makeup and attire...
Soft kisses
breathed upon...
Long time dead, drought is fed
Kachina dancing for rain...
Desolate's Diary
Lovely forlorn eyes...
True color fading to spectral decay,
Paints over twilight in shades of gray...
Hidden behind labels
make-up & lies...
Dancing in a crowded room
You beckon me to follow these ritualistic...
Dolls of girls and boys
dancing a vicious dance...
A drop in a bucket cannot create a flood,
Nor can it refresh the dehydration...
Why is it that people always think their right
and instead of learning they put up a fight...
Love. Hate.
Love. Hate...
Seeing all the people
As they paint their images...