Inner Children

this inner child refuses to mature – stubborn ploddingly obtuse laughably laborious following the path of most resistance – single child soul struggling to subsist in a world so expansive duplicitous and grave – should youthful ambition fall to the wayside in order to make room for tedium and decorum – there are no adults…

Eulogy

hello friend i don’t know you anymore – at least we have the memories that brief moment we were close – i suppose it’s inevitable really – where we start is never the same where we finish rarely so as well – two different people two sides of the same coin two shades of the…