This Life Good night you gorgeous creature. I hope your rest is pleasant And that maybe in your dreams I will appear to help settle things When a monster or beast May appear on good to feast, I will lay down my weapon If only to hold you in streams. Under blue clouds, Over purpleContinue reading “This Life”
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Her
Her I am eighty years old I hear whispers and see faces I should recognize The background fades in slowly Details develop, and it feels like home My home, but so foreign I feel like I know this place It’s home That’s certainly my TV My curtains, lamps Carpets And books I ponder pictures ofContinue reading “Her”
Consume Reality! 