That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
Within this pilgrim’s soul exists a hungry beggar waif, who can never afford a moment of indifference or distraction. Alert to every aching nuance
I am here now. I have removed my outer garments, placed my trust within your circle… I have come because you promised. You told me you would be here
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
Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…
Time wears away at me, like water on a stone, oh, so slowly, but inevitably, drop by drop,
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…
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,
I was seven years old. I approached the priest in earnest… “I want to take the lord Jesus in… He instructed me to kneel and pray… A week passed.
My love for you is true, though we have never met. I will not lie to you. I will not steal from you. I will not con or cheat you.
I stole myself away from thee and me, for love of sweet Mary Jane.
Almost silent, A numbing hum. It is a cold cloudless night. A brilliant bone-white moon hovers amidst stars upon stars upon stars…
Look out there, see them, boy ? They want yer juice. They’re dry, them circlin’ desert… All they want's yer juice, boy.
While in repose, still and silent, it is not nothing that I hear. Subtle whispers
Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,
