Rare compassions, for that which saves life; benefits for you, from the provider’s prime; that one created,

Ah… the memories, those which dwel… such complexity, each invokes smil… in this moment lays, my efforts li… the truth be now known, life’s ref… On time’s constant stream, one’s m…

Simpletons united; citizens’ infig… the righteous among US dying; oft… Simplicities mob, the Bourse as b… upon this societies in-servitude m… Supposition’s Asp’, asked

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

Fickle frauds, betraying freedom’s… will’s lifelines bend, against the… folks forgot, this lifetime’s high… obscured life’s peace, one’s joys… forego truth’s tease, conflict’s s…

The sands of time, are endlessly deep and eternally w… a void lost of mind, to all thought, of life ending lig… shifting forever over all,

I see you, strong, commanding; staring endlessly, never for even a second; I feel you,

My question, draws upon my emptine… withdrawn into an endless void in… this presence’s gist, a thoughtles… the future is obscure, and lost to… eternity stalled, what does one mi…

Poetic writes speak volumes too, this profound nature of humanity; expression’s glyph or determinatio… each soothing rhyme or base profan… provoke of consciousness that drif…

Should ever there begin an ending towards any life’s sortie that shortly shorty often a coven’… sorter, sorrel, slobber, sorbet, o… this world’s load; shudder in thou…

Courage shouted out And I, did not hear clearly Humanity dies!

And here is the thought to do all one can do in mind and thinking alone… required long walks and secret tal…

mysteries of; in a strange way to sleeping spirits continuing to vanish, upon a capitol’s shadowy lawn if you are able to believe your simpering children will be redeemed, each of their...

The heaven’s space in parts matters, frequencies darkness, time and so many

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,