When this world is no more,
And everything we know is dead and gone,
Will you miss this life?
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 3:21 PM UTC
It's 2 am in a hotel room,
In a not so foreign place,
With some bafflingly strange toothpaste,
And duck soap which smells like oranges,
And to think
That I would be,
Thinking of you.
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
"I'm busy," she says
"I have work to do,"
"If I want to see the moon I can find a good picture online."
When is a picture
ever a good substitute
unless the real thing
isn't there?
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 6:28 AM UTC