MOONDUST & MARS

There is much to be said about the beauty of the soul Glorious, untouched, pristine white And yet there is something about imperfections...

Everything is lost in absurdity! The mundane of nothingness And time plays it tricks on all of us, Lulling us into feeling that it passed...

My dreams taunt me into thinking of long voyages and beautiful starry nights. The soft, luminous dawns that i could possibly see at the...

Words come easy and then they go, flying like littered bits of paper that sway in the wind. Lifeless, torn, disconnected, scattered! They...