Notes and Wildflowers 

I walk the dusty roads, the air has this chill, this spice and this intangible love all around me. The old trees bowing, rustling in an old tongue telling me to find as much meaning I can from this world that makes no sense. The sky is an angry shade of grey, the gods preparing [...]

Carving Love

Sweet darling, You don't smile, Your eyes don't shine So let me carve a smile On that forlorn profile It will pain, darling But I won't let the wound fester I will make a clean incision ripping  through the tissue and if the pain is unbearable I'll fucking kiss you Darling, I'll be careful I [...]