Dust is just an offshootof lives lived and memoriesthat are fading into the etherand falling through…
I know you understand the feelingof taking one step forwardand then two steps backand you…
I was inside for so longthat the window became the worldand the world the windowand through it all, I saw…
I don’t think people understandwhat awareness really isbecause they don’t spend the timeto look…
Bent along sorry structuresthe coursingsof terrifying wordsbegin their streaking alongsideonly one…