to quiver sometimes
to quiver sometimes
when the fear is just too much
let's drink to our legs
to quiver sometimes
when the fear is just too much
let's drink to our legs
deep down in your bones
you know wherein the truth lies
on the edge with maas
the motivation
seems to be a bit lacking
weariness abounds
to create haiku
and obscure the core meaning
the sound of silence
for movement is life
the cycles within cycles
death comes for us all
meeting new people
impressions are important
ketchup on my shirt
round and round she goes
my world is twisting away
how do i eject
those things needing done
my relentless slave driver
hooper drives the boat
what weight is this now
and how is this mine to bear
i would rather not
what are they doing
what could possibly go wrong
that's not my circus