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firehouse
The Burning I have mentioned The Burning many times in previous writings, I believe now would be a good time to explain it. After many months of sun and warmth comes the fog. It rolls in dur...
down on main street
Lorelei Lee and Josie Wales… Minuet to Elton John… In a BP Parking lot… Pretty eyes and pirate smiles… Leading to forget me nots… The morning dawns… The thrill is gone… Lorelei slowly cl...
Tom Sawyer
the sky is crying... once when i was young i would prowl the lonely streets... impervious to rain in all its fickle forms... i cower now... content to listen to yesterday patting on the tin ...
pop music
there was a time when i was a musician... there was a time when i was an artist... there was a time when i was an author... my posts are titled in song... and most of the time i dont underst...
Caroline
porcelain rouge... painted on eyes... slowly she stepped from the stage... in the quiet corner now... she smiles as she sips her sin... watching those who thought of love and roses... bl...
these days
when the lights go out... when the last of my digital friends have signed off... when the solitude rolls in like high tide... thats when my hand reaches out into the darkness... searching f...
these days
when the lights go out... when the last of my digital friends have signed off... when the solitude rolls in like high tide... thats when my hand reaches out into the darkness... searching fo...
yesterday once more
a long time ago in a county far far away... i was listening to some older music today... teetering on the edge of disco and still rooted in my red neck ways... it made me realize that i had f...
owner of a broken heart
Valentines Day... its a poor excuse to pick a man pocket every 14th of February. if i could work my will, every fool that goes about with Happy Valentines Day on their lips would be boiled in ...
yesterday
avoid nothing... wishes are opportunities wasted... don't let life become the one that got away.... i will miss you Angie... live like you have to... because the alternative is too, unple...
In the summer time
i love the snow... the more the merrier... snow baffles ambient noise... makes things quieter... snow makes things brighter... the night is no longer so terribly dark and alone... snow hid...
why do fools fall in love
the flesh is spongy and bruised... the spirit is so far beyond willing it clings to things like an abandoned dog... i know its futile... i know its only for the living... and yet, i am so v...
day after day
its becoming harder and harder to be awake... my doctor told me that 50% of people who have amputations die within 2 years of the amputation... wouldn't it be lovely?
american pie
My day began like any other. The pressure on my heart was so great, I did nothing but lay in bed for a half an hour before I tried to stand. Checking the bank, I found out that a car wash in ...
sun down
there are no great second acts in life...
et tu la monde
some days green... some days blue... some days grey... most days you... demons etch your name in my skin... dragging daggers across my back... my subconscious kicking the back of my brain....
sorry seems to be the hardest word
i said something meant to be kind... if only life came with rewind... i should know better than to be a fool... i was, am and always will be... wrong...
sailing
On July 15 2022 I drowned… The mind does strange things when you drown. You hit the water frantic, frightened. Your mind tells you that you can make it, that theres a way out of this. You b...
little lies
i'm okay... i'll be okay... i've been productive today... i'm fine... i'm learning to move on... why? why? i'll be alright without you...
rocky mountain high
the snow is falling... bury my dreams and aspirations... winters blanket soft like tombs... wont you set me free... time for dino nuggets i suppose...
kings and queens and guillotines
Once upon a time, long ago, in a valley far from here, there lived a poor prince. The prince lived in a small castle with a small mote on a small plot of land in the center of his village and ...
life could be a dream...
5:41 am... some mistake my melancholy for despair... the source is anxiety... something as simple as sleep... gets complicated when she steps on stage... the dead cannot speak to the living...
this old house
i've been thinking on this for some time... my situation is as such that if i were to die in my sleep... it would take up to one week before anyone would know i'm gone... its kinda nuts when ...
lifes been good to me so far
my doctor told me that 50% of all people who get an amputation die within 2 years... i feel horrible...
day after day
everything bruises my will... movies, tv, rain, food... waking, sleeping... i pray that this will be my last year... let my epitaph read... Finally...
Book Description
lets see how long this lasts....
