Not knowing which way is up, i kept my eyes on the cracks and the small rocks and twigs. Truly this is springtime when everything shifts and airs change or the same feelings turn sour and poisoned.
I wanted everything better at once, but found it hard to keep a steady unwavering course. The flesh was calling out to others and all morality turned to trivial excuses.
Now challenges present themselves in such open forums that i cannot look away nor pretend that needs do exist. I am failing like my father. I need to relax and let go of things, even if i am being honest.
This time, i think i need to lie for the better.
Lalala The Sonnets lalala The Maybenauts lalala The Hamburglars lalala The Crombies lalala Humboldt Gong lalala
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