All I ever do is run. So how do I step in… Step into the sun?
I’m somewhere north of Nashville; that’s all you get for now.
is swearing permitted? here?
FEAR NOT! The angels always say.
“alle alle auch sind frei”
into her cavernous gullet everything goes.
He strains to break free ~
Daylight ties him securely ~
Moonbeams cut the cords ~
the door before me bids me walk on through, but pieces – grief and anger – won’t allow.
sometimes what lies behind
portals with padlocks will scare
you so much that you think you will die…
the cliche question – men or mice?
turns out he’s here for a reason.