false stats he knows them well time and again he tweets time now to know what’s false data and think

Everywhere you go, the man stares at you from afar. The man is indicative of nothing and everything under the sun. He challenges your perceptions and warrants complete objectivity. He is well aware of the current state of affairs and will never hesitate to flaunt…

concrete cracks children of the night hush silence fogs the street a ship on land approaches and docks near the sidewalk the moonbeam from above frames the old sailor, drinking from his canteen. Damn, he mutters under his breath Where can I get some coffee…

Every Time! Virginia Carraway Stark Every time I have begun It’s time to begin again Every time I think I’m done I find I’m half undone every time I’m half done I become undone again! Becoming done is half the fun Becoming undone isn’t such…

Our lives are terribly tiny. raise your glass in honor, to celebrate every human emotion, and flaw, every achievement and failure. Such a human condition, The essence of a person’s life can be merely encapsulated in a few simple and humble words. Describing with accuracy…

The last day, just before… Before the Great Collapse I am with you You’re not snoring – for once The last day, we already feel The lack of breath in the fins The last day we are still together I tell you “Look at me…

On the day Mary was alone She tried to create her clone She worked with deep brown soil Slaving away in wasted toil ‘Cos Man was dust plus life force A special blend of blood and bone  

poem 10 I still remember how you looked the night we first met, your golden eyes illuminated in the moonbeams. Something about the way you smiled made me feel things, like I was standing at the edge of a dock, about to dive, unsure what…

He didn’t mean to die, and break his daddy’s heart, that poor little Willy, but he did. We almost lost our Mr. Lincoln to grief. Only the kind spirits saw the danger, knew what had to be done, and selflessly applied limited etheric skills to…

Let me tell you a tale Of the Train that represents Life This train guides us through our life From the baby’s breath of bravery Over to our subborn friends on the road And finally our grandma’s death This train will always be by our…