Where do the beautiful things come from//The moments that swell your soul...
Beautiful Things
After You’ve Forgotten
Better that they remember you after you've forgotten your name...
Sing to Me
Now I stand here, facing the -mare and the dream. I sing to my beloved, and she sings to me.
Morphine Drip
I think I'll just rest my eyes for a bit...
Ruminations of a Working Man: Here I Sit
So here I sit, desperately trying to not be a poor excuse for a working man.
Novel of Nonsensical Novelty
Just me chanting chimerical chatter.
Let Us Inspire War
My dear friend, please come back to me. I have seen you lingering. But it has been so long since we intertwined the way we once did. It has been so long since your warmth coursed through my veins. The smile you inspired was so intoxicating to me, so contagious to the Observers. We once... Continue Reading →
December Rose 