to be foiled again
to be foiled again
the wandering miscreant
just a reflection
Home
the taste of bubbles
the taste of bubbles
while under a crescent moon
tickling the nose
too hot for sleeping
too hot for sleeping
the damn windows won't open
where is the cool night
weary from the night
weary from the night
today there is espresso
and it shall be good
a saxophone plays
a saxophone plays
while the bbq sizzles
picnic in the rain
there is a cold beer
there is a cold beer
just waiting somewhere for me
just need directions
to stand in chaos
to stand in chaos
with time spent in harmony
interesting life
that feeling of numb
that feeling of numb
within a suspended state
breathing in the void
a single raindrop
a single raindrop
ending it's downward journey
imagination
early start today
early start today
quiet covers the morning
a splash of purple