Wee Bit of Uncertainty

That wee bit of uncertainty catches ya' off guard, lying in wait within everything you do. this world, how it's made, vivid. become a student through teaching. you don't like what you see because you can't control growing old. take a ride on the three o'clock express; go ahead, make that extra cup of coffee …

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The Staff

The staff gives in, but never dreams... no way is no time. stand and stare beside surprises bring no change. experience photo slides.  mold us, evolve, keep still. look back, forget what nots. old shabby way, never been. tricks change. unseen way, we walk. feeling good, feeling bad, remembering, forgetting. lying behind where we'd been.

Blonde on the Pavement

Blonde on the pavement, writhing long and hard. that concrete obstacle coming down each and every plane. everybody knows they'd been taken that her love had been forsaken and that heart was solely broken. those fools who changed your weather you carried on through long years passing learning something you already knew without asking. written down through …

Digitally Wandering

digital fingers sharpening claws wander through dusting scratched endprints to their own  lighted cringed image. this informative binge of mine falls away as you retrieve your Benedicite with such outstretched shouts of clothed grandeur clawing on old bricked house walls. folded intertwining hands so nil as drowsiness falls upon its own haughtiness no matter how dross an ounce of …