Sweet Whiskey

I almost simply used my post from yesterday: On the Backs of Vagabonds but thought that was taking the easy road, so I'll try something new today... Together, we laugh long into the night Between clouds of smoke and half-empty glasses Dreaming of things that could and might Taking a clock and feeding it molasses Tic... Continue Reading →

Et Spes Somnium

In this dazed, ulterior state I find it easy to lose my sight It is difficult to placate Simply living is an onerous plight When all that is innate Escapes me out of spite My heart this life cannot sate When dreams only last for the night

Small Talk

As if halting words Makes me greater than I am surviving hurts and poetically spitting them back observing birds dreaming the things that I can   But first I must build cities from this sand   Before I can ascend

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