Strangely odorous in the fog
Strange and scary among the earth
This is the photo of past, present, and the future tense of my life in a nutshell. I sit and look, by the brook of the intense internet waters that take me on my journey of life. In and out, in and out I go watching, waiting, wanting to take this vision by hand and develop a band of little me's too fulfill my bidding in this world of Heaven and Hell. Not wanting to commit my total trueself, but only giving little bits of me to participate in this daily grind of my existence. pondering, wondering, floundering on the verge of getting off and but yet just sitting there looking so damn forlorn.
My quarantine dreams stay stored in clouds and streams,
I have heard that the darkest souls