outline the task an outline of one’s life the thought a drawing of one’s past why would he want to remember the dark and dingy cobwebbed corners filled with skeletons of flies why would he want to remember a drunken father and
this…… a place this a place of rest a place to undress your thoughts your worries your concerns this a place where fears frustrations & failures are shattered a place of friendship of companionship this a place
91 she doesn’t sleep Monday nights claims Tuesday she has chores to be done that was when she was 31 many many moons ago every Tuesday or was it Thursday sheets & towels dust & vac clean out the frig there’s always something smelling
i will protect you i will protect you my darling my love i will carry all burdens so that you have none rest your head when you are weary have no fear of the dark i will stand watch your beauty reflects in my eyes your warm nature
he called out he called out no one heard no one came to the disturbance searching the fields wading through waters waiting impatiently no answers were found compounding his misery the sun set the moon rose and he stood as time slipped away and died at
the verge on edge does one enter the darkened glen at dusk knowingly that night will soon follow that the moon’s light won’t filter through the limbs the ground hard and cold will not comfort night sounds will louden while one’s voice will silence courage
