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A marbled landscape
seen through eyes of time
tunnel vision
pinpoint ideas
a monk whispers lies
seeking asylum
from his world of evil
even I remember
the days before time
loose change
falls through grates
the gutters of life
bony fingers strain
inches from coins of salvation

Me- - -

So yeah - I have been on this recent kick of including some writings I have done - if you haven't noticed..... I suppose I am going through one of those what the fuck is life all about times - again - I do it every year or two.

I'm on the brink of something - can't put my finger on it. I feel as if I am emerging from some cocoon, or at least emerging from the grasp of winter's chalky fingers - I dunno, I am just re-evaluating where I am at in life and trying to get back on track of sorts. I am going to draw more - write more - start my 'zine back up. Take more photos - laugh more - make more friends - at least new ones - find a new and better scene - hug my daughter more - get a new job - figure out what the fuck I am going to focus on in my art major (either photography or painting) I am leaning towards photography........

So now that I have just rambled on and on, laying my mind out on the table - do as you must, say what you will...... just don't judge me..... oh, and enjoy your Sunday - that's an order - please?

Edited because this is pre-coffee. I am getting some now......grrrr