Spirits

A collection of thoughts

Time Away

To crush the flower, That is you, And turn our love, Through shades of blue, And watch your tears, Fall like time, From a spire, With sorry chime. In...

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Blank I am trying to create A long look at a blank page And seven cigarettes later And I am as dry as the aging comic Or an Aussies flip Flop I can feel the words beneath my skin And tapping their feet upon my tounge