They met in a little antique shop. She’d just picked up and started examining a brass stamp box when he came up behind her and said, “Best to be careful; things aren’t always what they seem.” She turned slowly, to see who the masculine voice with the slow,… Read full post »

Like a tree
Solid strong
Broad and stocky
Hollow at the
Core
Rotten inside

Peering leering
Paranoid searching
Driven by
Ego
Googling his own
Name

Empty of
Feeling
Driven by
Madness
Writing his
Life
In poetry and
Prose

Found on pages
Endless pages
Dostoevsky
Bukowski
Kerouac
Neitzsche

Incapable of
Graspi… Read full post »