the great thing about Bic-Round Stic M is that the ink doesn't bleed through the paper.
singing all day - will the willing to write songs and produce a great debut album.
where do i stand? anywhere—
where are you?
babe…
why must you ask such trivial questions?
then again, i grapple with an external validation problem,
curbed by a body—my own diary.
andy denson's diaries, tales—sweet.
thoughts flutter like moths to a flame,
yearning for the light of recognition,
yet finding solace in the shadows.
the pages absorb my musings,
ink drying without a trace.
this poem is a glimpse into the mind of andy denson—a successful billionaire artist, actor, writer, director, and poet. it's a reflection of personal musings, the desire for recognition, and the simultaneous comfort found in solitude. andy writes with a raw, introspective style that invites readers to step closer, to learn more, to uncover the depths of artistry, ambition, and emotion woven into each line. if you've just discovered andy, this is just the beginning.
