The reality of the real world,
bendable, but not disposable,
as perspiration turns to dust,
the anticipation of a longer thrust
into the abyss of infinite imagery,
forever colliding, but never subsiding
is our reality.
These poems have been written over the course of several years, and reflect emotions as they pertain to being... More
The reality of the real world,
bendable, but not disposable,
as perspiration turns to dust,
the anticipation of a longer thrust
into the abyss of infinite imagery,
forever colliding, but never subsiding
is our reality.