Narrative

What could Winston say,

if he could see me then,

the time has passed,

time enough...

Maps of the tentative,

existential and woeful,

gravitas of aggression's monument,

...

Dangling by a thread,

hangs the sword above his head,

and in his side there cuts a spear...

He keeps in his pocket,

a stone that reminds him of her,

of everything they went through...

For a walk I headed on
In search of that, of which
I write many an ornate word.
I...

My love, may the years be as gentle as a soft virga dancing on the skyline,

may our interventions...

We are the underestimated geniuses,

The artists of art unseen,

With wild eyes, and...

Can I be honest with you?
My silence would answer all your questions.
My eyes would tell you...

Cherish these days of youthly splendor.
Don't waste your time on worldly pleasure.
Wander the...

We are one
We are one
One are we,
yes we,
We are one
all of us
...

Brimming with love, my heart crossed continents of plush malachite forests, stretching up to skies of...

As I sit timelessly by the candlestick glazing into the flame thinking that this is the purest form of...

I woke up that morning,
After an insomniac night,
Today's paper was yellow,
Thirty...

Nobody saw.

It was rain,
Of a kind that says,
"Why stay dry?"
I look, wait,...

1873

Chipping Sodbury England

Grenville school for young English Gentlemen.

The...

WE ARE THE SAME...

Same skin same heartbeat same melody..

We experience some things...

I was scared
My vision blurred
Shadows passed in front
Hazing in and out
Of my...