Monthly Archives: August 2014

Tasting sky the jet black persona of night is in every breath and no breath is unseen for the frost is everywhere including the conversation yet our ability to have a bout of smiles and a very well sharpened need … Continue reading

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Heads are going to roll

The clock is ticking, and the tides are turning. The jester and the barkeep play dice while a few miles away their messengers have been reduced to bones. But they do not wait for word to return and have little … Continue reading

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acknowledgement

don’t lose track of the rhythm we have our own pace and don’t black out or take anything unless it is good soup offered by a cozy house on a day you were followed by every dark cloud in town … Continue reading

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maybe

this is the best kind of day there is, when your can’t tell where the last hour ended and where the next one begins, we have enough time to draw us out of our shells and when we see that … Continue reading

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truely

you can’t pretend anymore on a level shelf is where your new confidence is stored becoming a legacy in a new land like a duke who had it rough when the king turned his back or the last hourglass sand … Continue reading

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darkest pit of your soul in the rain

doesn’t it seem odd to you where we are? almost enough miles away that right now it does not hurt like a bastard keeping a distance from the pain for now even a walk in the pain won’t cheer me … Continue reading

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cold endearing

who even are you really? asking all the tough questions and difficulty is on your skin you make it so easy to misunderstand you and everyone is going to assume just like you do all the days you sat and … Continue reading

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