Life is in flux Constantly moving Changing The ebb and flow Whether I like it or not
In the silence Of the dead woods Where the lonely trees All stood The autumn nymphs Dance To the haunting tunes of memory's trance
Alone at last Jesus gives Eve one of his beatific smiles and says, ”See, I did all this for you.” Remembering the garden, Eve lets go of her savior’s hands, ”Yeah, but I never asked you to.”
Alone in my bed... A day after Valentine’s... Sober and broken. Leaves all dried up The wind is chasing my soul There is no more hope.
Baths spark and fires end, cupped, capped talons are frail. The night, the days. More love with a longing haze. Time! What a tale above sunrise hate. Hell. Must be a short, long winter without you.
I never wanted to be a prisoner, By my own doleful decision, and now it's over This is not for a selfish gain But for us to stop the pain
carry me from this tomb with gentle petals on flower stems grasp my wonder hold me captive bury me silent in your garden of kindness
The ocean may seem scary with all the unpredictability But with you baby I'm sure the ocean will be nothing but lovely
I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee I pound down the coffee First thing I do every day as the dawning sun Lights up my lonesome room Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a goddamn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee.
It's maddening to be on my mind Silence and noise, never just one Realization and frustration dancing back and forth each time As dreams and hope are crushed on the ground
PK hadn’t slept much in the past few days. Might even be longer, but he wasn’t sure. Not that he cared. No, sir, this pill stuff had to be solved right soon so he could get on with the mission.
I dreamt I saw you. Perhaps I did see you in the distance of my imagination. And I caught the moment stilled in shock and held on to it.