The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I can barely breathe. I fear this tempest

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.

I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…

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,

Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.

I am that scruffy urchin trembling in the winter chill, with hungry eyes as wide as your fancy dinner plate, staring with an empty longing

Come out, come out, wherever you are. I know you’re in here. You dirty little secret.

I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel

You think you know me, that figment dancing in your mind’… You think you understand me, that puppet dangling from imaginar… You believe you know what’s best f…

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