Dec 27, 2021
Saying goodbye a little everyday.
A beautiful life, one to celebrate.
She, my son and eye...
Does she know you died?
Dark days, communicating through song.
Pootie. Rituals
She's fearless, still alive.
Blown out, shot, hunting, she has a pet human.
She's one of the last links to my son.
My teacher.
With her, something is...
Dec 13, 2021
That's not fair!
Who are your parents?
4 grains too many.
I'm arrogant... even saying so is arrogant
Technology turns you into a machine.
My Fiction
I try to solo in a mental buffet.
meaning requires differences.
it's complex
Dec 6, 2021
Does anything mean anything outside of our meaning making?
It was like an acid trip.
Basket weaving.
As if time was woven.
The feathers are just symbols.
A spider fights to survive.
The plumber cuts a pipe.
My feelings don't constitute facts.
I'm closed-minded.
My fiction.