On one knee he looks into her eyes a wan smile sleeping there and seeping through His pallid face a picture of distraught despair his life a salty sense of breathless air
on one knee
Tag: despair
Of character a face can tell
The camera shot me as I am And not as I had been – Was like the grass in time of drought Before rain turned it green. The bird appeared to be my friend Before he fell on me The ocean was azure blue - Dirt floated to the sea. As I recounted photos, past, … Continue reading Of character a face can tell
dream…
I found myself in a kind of trance, a daze, a dream. It began with a reflection on the night before, which now seemed distant, a vague memory of debauchery and mayhem. I’d survived it without even an alcohol-induced stupor, though if memory served, others hadn't been so lucky. The driver seemed lucid enough but our … Continue reading dream…
