The bland, empty sky sings no more Out of clouds, out of birds Restless, I seek the elusive sun To break this spell of gloom. Rob my solitary days of boredom Dazzle me with your robes of gold. Deal me … Continue reading
Lately I have been feeling nostalgic with the intensity of a dying man. I cannot remember a great many details of my life as well as I previously could. Numerous memories seem to have surreptitiously slipped my mind. And some … Continue reading
I alternate between reluctantly optimistic and starkly cynical. I want to sit down, rest for awhile, own a spot. I like to be paid in kind. I am no one’s crying shoulder. Anymore. Or so I say (Every time.) Everyone … Continue reading
