[(penn-mar 91732) 2013 march]
(2013)
Righteousness expressed in struggl… comes shining in a single lifetime… From life’s shadows dim a gift wil… explicit in one solemn watcher’s g… Prosperity’s plex is so placed in…
“Generals gathered in their masses just like witches at black masses” 2014 midterm nightmares gleaning middle states bleed, from neo-conn… brown shirted, bragging haters lea…
Explosive this separation, life’s bloods from life’s souls; one’s minds sneering thoughts, offering beating hearts death’s sh… gnashing grinds implying signs,
the genie’s gift let this body’s lasting resolve an ending worthy
Life’s woven webs, composed by nat… surround the calms, and feeds one’… elicits from, and in an ideals swa… what was true joy, behooves love s… Form, melts among a lifetime’s sea…
“Even on the most exalted throne i… we are only sitting on our own bot… Michel de Montaigne
Awash in moments filled with dread… hope slowly gathers; midst strangling moan voices shout… nothing truly matters; mangled by fears,
If defined as finished, or an ending to one’s episode’ ode to ends or green’ to spinach yours is no worse than that of a Spaniard’ trip to [Mexico]
One’s love possess, in truth’s fairness blessed upon s… aglow on promised dream and then, heart’s mercy known and given so; trust’s pact sustains,
Truths, are put to pause, while ey… mind’s eye so bright, filled of li… blind in mind, self-deep confines,… calm cedes strife, life’s woes bud… Amid the falling lift of light, fa…
Poetic writes speak volumes too, this profound nature of humanity; expression’s glyph or determinatio… each soothing rhyme or base profan… provoke of consciousness that drif…
In a lifetime of thoughts now lost and on that day where the sands of your time cease to trickle down
The wounds of youth, remember them… scratch or cut, word or thought, s… flesh and or mind resilient, to th… each sigh, each confessors moan, s… Deep within the longing mind, in s…
Dark, heavy, and so very weeping hot, are the streams of tears, which do now flow and beat down upon
So secret is the seed of bond, held in two lonely hearts; aligned in life, and in thoughts, pierced by passion’s dart; split upon myths,