Depths Lurk Within
just today, i strived, and lo, the toast of an single piece didst become blackened like the night. And up from the fiery tumult there arose a choking darkness the likes of which the eyes of man have not seen before nor shall see again. And a third of the kitchen was blotted out in darkness from the rising of the sun till it reaches its zenith. And all the peoples cried out in despair, "Damn, that was my breakfast!"
Thursday, May 27, 2004
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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