Am I believing what is real, Is it all inside my head? When reality’s a line of code It doesn’t matter which path you’ve led And I’m really rather worried That I’m lying to myself, I’m an attention seeking loser Faking my mental health Assuming mankind’s greatness Yet look at the saddleback seal, It can survive arctic waters When we can’t even get a deal I’m looking all around me But I see it i...

It is not for you to catch all the fires that find theirflight to Guernica | the cinder settles on the paletteafter being coughed from the lung, this was yourhome, that which was swelling on the pasture ofeach breath you struggled to unearth | how manyhours were lost with the gazania now sharing theafterlife with the woven blanket laced by the bentfingers of your sleeping grandmother who did no...

Don’t coffee taste better in the rain? What other perfect match made for the mind, heart, and soul? An open door to an escapade.   That strong, sweet feather tickles you away like a thief would from the worries of the moment. True comfort is understood.   Howls heard through tree branches; the first raindrop soon has a refrain. What better recipe do you know- Don’t coffee taste better in the ra...