(2013)
Composed 2 February
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
