in the early days when i was a soldier there was nothing to say but fear is fear and fear is life. i could say nothing else and i was tired of feeling everything as deeply as i did. it seemed that what felt that the earth shaking for me was just trivial misunderstanding to [...]
i was tired again as usual on the day after the wedding, but i was in need of tired drunken choices, so i randomly scooped up a car and ran towards the border without fearing love or boredom or just the tired choices of life as it is given to all of us. i could [...]
not out of the states but inside of one mind i entered into the worlds i know and trust. there are people here, trustworthy people, people i know and trust. there are men here men in the woods men in the violent troubled fields of freedom. do not turn your back on me now. do [...]
sweetie pie i am yours and i will be until i cannot anymore. i have nothing left to give but i choose to give it you. i am changed, i have changed for the last twenty five years, waiting patiently for the perfect moment to strike and i am here now waiting outside your door, [...]
again it begins the night like the last one so unforgettable so real and so imaginary as we walk together towards the world’s summit. i am an unforgettable dance, an array of back springs and touching defiant spins that array the world into the lights of splendor that force themselves onto me as i tiredly [...]
i was tired on that day, but there was more to be said and less to be told. i was increasingly upset, more with myself than with the daily bread that suckered me into the ways of old. the olden days the tired days the ones with more than i had to give. i was [...]
i was quiet or so i thought. i was healing in a way that people could not know. i was the silent one the one without honor or grace. there were voices in the night and they were all peaceful. i had made a choice. i took a stand against everything i hated and learned [...]
although i was surprised at how much was in fact bought by my company, i can easily say that the money was well spent. there are those of us who cannot read and there are those of us who cannot run. i cannot do either. i could never read which is why i write with [...]