Appraisal Would it be wrong to agree that we all flee? That what we pray for in our singular shared dream is to have appraisal worth the spree demanding of life and spilling the tee.
Abyss I feel back into the Abyss of obsession and addiction. I hunger for more constantly without pause, to grab what I see without restriction. I consume, forgetting my addiction to frivolous items that is a living in possession by the power held over my head. I strive to become the
Sunday For Two The Sunday pace on Friday that breaks space between the mid-weekend day drags on the midday the afternoon. Boy and the Girl with their cameras at the ready to sift, shift and persist their co-being. I want a picture. I want a picture of you. A tug of friendly war
I Don’t Want Your Dreams Tonight Keep them I have my own, the dreams I have yet to fulfill, the dream you got me excited about. Why present me with more and withhold the lifespan that you possess? What torturous soul are you? And yet I wake up confused the next morning without understanding what you
Entrenched in a Day to Day To ignore the world of nature, tree and stone to carry him out of the human spread he hoped to avoid. Instead his mind never relaxed. Instead he wished to be alone to enjoy the adventure without the discussion. You think to yourself these are the missteps that you’ll
Reset Have you ever felt like hitting the reset, to wake up as someone new, without worries long overdue, without the grasp of litany, that you lived, through and through.
Look Out The Window At the end of the rope he reached for her nose to steal it in a magic trick. Hidden away from the world he perfected in his mind his head left no space for reality to make it work the way he had thought for so long. Expectations of the