The boy prince ragesHis stone prize in silence sitsInside throne room walls
Spirits reaching outHidden behind trees and brushYou have forgotten
So curious manConsciousness from nothingnessDarkness just beneath
Emptiness AloneThe vessel not long unfilledThe Hawk wheels skyward
Social Media is mostly a poison and an addictive one at that. Deleted my twitter account today, and I am not looking back. It was a time suck and filled with a lot of self-important people looking for the next… Continue Reading →
NYC is deadBut many bike lanes aboundSo that is quite nice
Beyond the grey thoughtsPerceptions of happinessOut there to be had
Eyes dead and emptyAbove a black cloth mask hidingA smile cruel and thin
Darkness overcomes meA great tiredness overwhelms meMy spirit must rise
Half A CenturyNo One Is Immortal HereSo Much Time Wasted
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