On a quest to quiet his mind, self-imposed exile...
That time passed as his mind wandered, still, in...
These rocky mountains are now hers;
flowers - subtle myths of childhood...
My thoughts are raucous,
Uncut...
I'm pleading, and bleeding,
I can't stop this needing tonight...
2014-05-14 22:55
Calamity...
Tragic conditions were born
out of greed, selfishness...
The violinist hit her chin
with her bow, I bow...
She wakes up every morning
and plasters her face with makeup...
I didn't mean to confine you
to the amusement park of my heart...
You are a problem child - blame the past.
Blame the porcelain you broke, blame...
In August, the sky is pure
like writing freedom on a sheet...
Happiness grows and comes to play
but draws back into a dark cage...