A reminder to myself...
Remember me not for who I am... nor the monuments I have built... Remember me not for the people I have fed... nor the lost that I have found... remember me instead for the smile I plac...
there she sits as unreadable to me as ever in that shell she made a home for all i know she could be peeking between invisible fingers
what is it about you that captured my interest was it the art of the eye or the poetry it contained was it your twin lenses
the shadows of the invisible blanket me covering my flesh my hot thoughts
** the Hatter speaking with a deckhand while searching for the Seamstress (the Hatter sings) Your left handed rhymes remind me of a woman I heard about... not so long ago... or was it s...
Here I am upon shanks’ nag… forlo… Covered by the chill blank darknes… I am feeling old Not solely in body… but in spirit With every solitary step
As I crossed the threshold of her door, which the perverted love of others disuses, thus making the crooked path look straight... Yet there I found myself in her lair, with only slight ...
I recall not when I first beheld… Yet I remember being amazed at th… The delightful way in which the cl… Did dance to hear her sing… Such… Below these heavenly declarations…
the lemon drops whilst the sugared kiss
As the scent of my youth creeps ba… I remember us in the field and thu… The potent mixture of my defining… Of the earth’s geosmin… Of my sandalwood…
There is no stillness here However I may want it... I can’t Break the rhythm of this beating h… Pumping blood through the corridor… A palace now shrouded in darkness
THERE IS MUCH HERE TH… BUT MORE AND MORE TH… MADNESS YES MADNESS
...she finds herself on the unbeaten path her broken figure cutting the icy air as she runs
Oh Halcyon Epoch That we should partake Whilst mended world sleeps Is lost by her As she sits on high
tireless she is ticking while i drop