cry out in the dark
cry out in the dark
only the silence answers
tally of endings
cry out in the dark
only the silence answers
tally of endings
early morning chill
just before the edge of cold
the air tastes of smoke
hear the sound breaking
the sun enters a new day
possibilities
wherefore the darkness
an occlusion of the sun
raindrops in concord
to look upon deams
and wonder where they've all gone
the vacuum of time
a red leaf waving
floating on the morning breeze
anticipation
stronger together
as e pluribus unum
bring back the moto
offering a toast
in regard of silent things
anticipation
it is a bad plan
but the only one we have
whiskey fig newtons
delicate pressure
of indirect attention
you’re dust in the ash