Means to an end

With old patterns faltering in the wake of time, serving him less and less; desperation creeps, then slowly sets in. Searching for something real to cling to; in a world of illusion and cheap parlor tricks; of which he created and has always dwelled. Better to be an imaginary somebody, than a real no body;Continue reading “Means to an end”

Shallow Sal

Just as it began To materialize For the first time in His life Wrapping his head His heart around it Embracing with wild Abandon Shifting perception To a clearer view Uninhibited Filled with wonder Unveiling calm In the storm of His life To his true self Introductions made Freedom offered At too high a costContinue reading “Shallow Sal”