Worrisome ways is hunger’s wile, the body swoons as in the pot wate… the idea stirs, steam fills the ai… alas alone, in the water’s rip hun… a pinch of salt, and nothing else,
In a lifetime of thoughts now lost and on that day where the sands of your time cease to trickle down
The movement, of all that there is… the Earth’s atmosphere is nearly t… nearly all there is; almost everyw… What is up, with it? This, in the… This movement bourne, of design an…
We know not what to do right the moon, stars and planets all vanish
This broken nail, these cloven hoo… my daze begins as I hoist up my drawers and scratch my arse upon mind’s opening porch at first glance it seems
Wrawling worms rise, release your stench that is deceit… tenebrific mindsets bent, thoughts in schemed audacity; miscreants, who divide,
On Great Circle spirits stand deosil seeking sefir… Nisaba, gifted patroness known to hold the purest stylus all lines, the heavens do so measu…
Awash in moments filled with dread… hope slowly gathers; midst strangling moan voices shout… nothing truly matters; mangled by fears,
Humiliation’s voice is dead, its ashes burn one’s intimation; somberness of minds forbade, elemental act of will’s emasculati… society’s face hewn plain,
You have seen so much pain in love all these many years your thoughts run frightened intensely so through your misty tears.
I understand, not much; or plenty of understanding that which is und… an understatement; really! To unde… that which is under stated; unders… or ball cap, or ball sack, or gunn…
Seriously, what is the truth, certainly not a closeted mind’s sh… proofs pudding, full of time’s det… a nation’s sooth, rewrote in ‘cons… exceptionalism, aah those right ar…
Selfish stoats wear familiar gloat… and fear a radar static’ scalping “Aqualung” to Jethro’s “bird” that spitting thing that Elle Mae broke the neck of…
speak of how love’s trembling song… knows of the pain that each love b… lovers once combined, sing of it i… their sheet music, so wrote snaps… into a life time’s dirge, and deat…
Between two lives is spread, puzzle’s pieces plenty; and deeply scrolled upon, each one’s lonely soul; that card dealt to one,
