Old Guys Are Afraid of Tomorrow
Old Guys Are Afraid of Tomorrow Old guys like to tell stories That's how they communicate That’s how t…
Old Guys Are Afraid of Tomorrow Old guys like to tell stories That's how they communicate That’s how t…
Cave Thinking After the Apocalypse In a world unfolding a caged and rotting dawn, after the …
Trees Welcome the Electronic Age For your consideration of our kind, to the electronic architects of …
No Bullet Ever Grazed Wyatt Earp, like they managed Wild Bill. No lead in the back, cards c…
Tartarus-Perhaps We Should Not Be So Quick To Judge Protection lies above the waters. Where the rivers flow arou…
Animal Aptitudes No disrespect intended to me or the others, but it's man himself I fear most. …
My Lost Battle It's always you I see when night comes knocking on my door It pains me even m…
Concepts There’s no word for hero in some languages, but there’s always a word for man, who’s ofte…
The Skywalkers The skywalkers look down. The fall does not enter their minds. If at any ti…
Silence Is Aware of Its Surroundings Silence is aware of its surroundings, peacefully awaiting it…
A Patio That Houses Heaven Would you like some wine with evening, two or three bottles and some…
What do Slums Do you work harder? Offer spare change, Spend money to forget that hole …
Sharing Over Hay The bales of hay glowed, Like golden bricks of citrus, Pulpy tendrils pseudo…
I Immortalized On a Shirt Would you ride a Polo horse into the apocalypse? Tear off…
Mr. Messiah / Dr. Pariah In Carthage, the man in the dollhouse Looks, jade-faced, at the Moon from …
Timshel You Never. You never did let it go… Thou Mayest rust your veins, loveless. Thou Maye…
Fake Wolves I slammed the paw down on the trail so hard it almost broke. It didn’t hurt. This one was attach…
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