What is there to ponder on the oth… Where awareness might be more than… Wandering a scape of innocence tha… ~D. R. ELLINGSON
I know matter I gravitate towards presence dense upon a roaring sile… boggling light thrusted beyond eve… intimate abet desolations perfume of age I fond in comforts grave al…
Sitting here, blurred into oblivio… Fancying of simple fact Reveries moxie sensed around a fur… Soaking dingy daft vat I wish not to impress
Too tired to crimp to a swaying rh… all this and nothings changed wond… potential of ceasing moments colle… Like the shadows beneath leaves as… Too tired to crimp to a swaying rh…
I cry alone, desperate for pain clasped beneath hands that breathe… immersed in why I’ve waited wastin… in life’s blanketed debt and passe… I do not confess
Shall we never lose these tales characters beloved imagined only to time Once forever blushed
I look out into a world I cannot… aware only to bits of pieces I barely comprehend comparing likeness to exist in wha… seeing at neither end of light or…
I tire from want It’s struggle bare a barren desert clasping toward a mirage of drunke… I cowardly obey and observe the ch… Seated only away from the helm
It is a cruel sadness beckoning existence that does not care for v… To it I’ve come to distress a dyi… and slate of guilt worried into sw… I’ve never met
Disassociation sits a dissipating husk I’ve begun to f… in an encompassing expanse, I can’… here besides a familiar tone interrupted by cohorts of ceaseles…
