When did things go wrong? Was it the drugs? I don’t know. But you’re not here — a broken relationship.
My Brother’s Anthem
I glimpsed love on that farm.There were no butterflies and my knees didn’t go weak.We stood on that…
Where is the divine?In religions, it’s from a book.In cults, it’s from a person.In spirituality…
Will you walk with me?I don’t mind getting lost.The forest is nice.But I can hardly pay attention.