An eclectic mix of short pieces of fiction and non fiction based upon my own unique view of the world from along the mushroom path heavily influenced by The Universe who I finally tracked down drinking in a little dive bar about half way between Santa Fe and Taos, New Mexico - I know right. last place I figured on finding The Universe either?
Thursday, January 19, 2017
My Impassioned Flowers
On! Sail on! My Impassioned Flowers
Over the nights and the frightful hours
But one glance back shall steal our powers
Leave us faceless, our hands devoured,
Dried pillars of salt under Draconian Towers
O never to falter for the dawn's not ours
On! Sail On! My Impassioned Flowers
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