The minutes just keep passing White on my wrist red on the clock Menacing with a secondhand That hangs on the wall While the reel of visions Unravel in my mind The harder I try to stop The faster they come Searching and found Unmoving on the ground Lifeless and stiff Gun by his hand Continue reading “Living Death “
Monthly Archives: March 2017
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Starting to feel human again
Happened upon this quaint little church on the banks of the St. John’s River while out driving with the dogs yesterday.