Is this not the same place in which most men die?
Crack in the Wall
That night, as I laid bed, stories running through my mind, with a groan and creak, I lifted my head, then I understood, and I cried
All I Lack
This new captain has all I lack
A Hopeful Breath
This is a street I could fall in love on, where everyone's eyes reflect the stringed lights. Cobbles hold the weight of it all - the hearts and the hopes of what could and might.
Bottled Fortune
Scribbled, childish writing on the paper more profound than you grew to be
Ruminations of a Working Man, Pt. IX: Scatterbrain Whimsy or Bust
Back and forth, the world goes round, and I'm right here, right here, right now, and every word that comes from my mouth can't seem to say please let me out...
Ripple Effect of Understanding
But first, we must dive//And next, we must emerge//And allow the ripples of our newfound fantasia//Swell with a relentless Love
Such a Foolish Logic
Smile as the foolish comforts vie for your attention. They needed you far more than you ever needed any one of them.
Ruminations of a Working Man, Pt. VIII: What Sense is There
Moment by moment You next chapter is in progress And as much as you won't like to hear this The words are scrolling past you With every tick of the clock's second hand With ev'ry unfurling of rose pedals Should you meet a wizard It would be well worth the second to make a note... Continue Reading →
