It happened again. 2nd time in about a month. The first time I didn’t bring it up or write about it. Well, that’s not totally
It’s obvious you hate me Though I’ve done nothing wrong I never even met you So what could I have done …m. gore Hi. How
World weary whispers float in dawn’s pre-amble And thoughts lay splattered and scattered Like suicide shot on a pixel painted screen.
This is one I have been reticent to post, because it might be considered a little upsetting. A friend, Rita, and I briefly chatted awhile
If you could see into the future would you? I always thought I would. Last night I had a glimpse of the future. It’s a
I didn’t want to post this as a Reboot, since it is more a statement than a study of the band. (We’ll get back that