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musings on human relations

the void of where you once were, immense the cold wind whips and twists through the crevasse of my heart no-one visits anymore the sun&rsqu..

an exhale - not my usual positive - but trying to walk through a lesson

There Not There how is it in this light of day you have escaped me? connection lost I drift far from the daily tally of righteousness (for wh..

accept my apology the space is empty all that has ever been asked of me occupy each breath feel, observe, life but, I forgot, I thought ..

It’s been a while

Been hanging out with Jack Kerouac this weekend

thinking of turning this into a short story

The last time we spoke you told me you were used to telling people to do something, then dutifully, like a dog awaiting a pat, they get it done. T..

…..and just like opening the window, but not inviting the softest wind no expectation, as to when it will come ….. as the gentl..