For all those workers who are not respected.
(2014)
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.