You know,
every kid knows or has an idea...
A sudden shock,
when a snakeskin starts moving...
The rain fell,
Threw him to the ground...
To connect with a reclusive mind,
was an uphill task...
The great lines, you quote, don't
stir me... you know my vexation...
As I accept the verdict,
the dead-soul beast...
Acorns laying scattered around
Conkers a deep rustic brown...
Once you are labeled,
The human input is out and...
A moment lost in the September chill,
Spirit memories in the wind...
I punish myself daily
to deny a god...
Summer in a single bite
that lingers in the mouth...
Cut the masks
and you will find a river of sorrow...