How do you take your tea?
Words. Images. Sounds. People. P… Humming around. My Brain. With n… Like a s h u t t l e i n… My mouth lets the drivel drop from… but keeps the creativity to circle…
I never agree with others. It’s hard to talk seriously with p… I wonder if I change for them, can I still take myself seriously?
I look beyond the tired panes of m… and see slumped branches dancing s… A small tin shed hides the dark cl… I look beyond the tired pains of m… but I see nothing.
The lingering drops of rain that f… The gentle patter, nearly mesmeriz…
We are brought up under the impres… So why then is it that when you sp… You speak words with less worth th…
