I gaze into the bleakness of the e… engulfed by a sense of futility an… I am like the man who keeps fishin… though he knows the river is spent… I cast my line into the milky pool…
My beloved, she has abandoned me. What’s left is a stark white canva… that repels application of hue or… Hopelessly, I gaze into the bleak… She is gone,
Look out there, see them, boy ? They want yer juice. They’re dry, them circlin’ desert… All they want's yer juice, boy.
He’s been around the block and even toured the world, with scars upon scars to show from many a hard-fought battle. Yet like many old dogs
I am crying now. I don’t know why. Am I supposed to know why it is I cry ? Though I always feel
God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…
Why are you here ? Where did you come from ? Why have i been cursed with one so radiant and true ? There’s no time for your curious m…
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
Weep for the fallen warriors. Weep for those souls considered collateral damage. Weep for the profiteers. Weep for the deserters.
Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
It is me. I am stripped down to my most naked intentions; having worn so many coats and less than noble guises.
Beloved goddess, sweet holy mother of us all, you who beckon me throughout these hectic days
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
You play your cards so well. Looks like you’ve had a lot of pra… You seem to have a thorough grasp of all the rules of the game. As you cover every angle,
