A man is afraid
As he should be
He is afraid of living
Or rather of losing Continue reading “The Words Are Calling.”
Slam me against a wall, I’ll still buy you dinner.
Kick me in the ribs, and I’ll still have a laugh with you.
Twist my arm till it bends, and I’ll be glad were holding hands.
Tell me you love me, and I’ll wonder why.
Sleepless nights, and restless dreams.
A spotlight aimed so precisely it illuminates the deepest reaches of soul.
And cast its light it does. It has but a single goal.
Clarity through disparaging anonymity. Continue reading “Solitude”
Peace comes in many forms, as well in the form of many people. But when the calamity of life becomes perhaps too complex or perhaps too stressful there comes a moment when the absence of it all becomes important. To be absent from one’s own life is even at times considered irresponsible as a neglection of duties is not the correct path towards success. But for a few passing moments it’s acceptable; tolerable without an accompanying chaos as a result. Where a person disappears when they need to changes depending on what they need. To be honest though I can’t imagine anyone going somewhere noisy, and chaotic like new york as that would seem to defeat the purpose of what you’re trying to achieve in terms of tranquility.
If I were to verbalize what this place looks like for me this would be it. Continue reading “SAIL.”