word by word
word by word like the dreary mist falling poems announce themselves at inopportune moments either pause and capture or release back to the void i was going to wear…
word by word like the dreary mist falling poems announce themselves at inopportune moments either pause and capture or release back to the void i was going to wear…
receptive in moments of life we experience pockets of great change listen learn be fucking quiet for a change just pause i know it's hard out of character and the…
exit stage left (last flight of "the rocket") full of myself mindful enough merely a player off stage today the last titan in my life the rocket left a week…