Condensation Nuclei
Sitting in the steppes,
Absorbing nature’s tears,
I look up and see the moon,
Thinking hope is just over the horizon.
Lessons In Life #20
Sometimes, when I’m writing for Vorochta 5,
I come up with a novel idea,
But then I realize that I don’t have the time to write a one.
….So I don’t.
A Novel Idea
They cannot vote, and for good reason too. Their cold as ice hearts and gnat minded wits cloud their judgement.
Busying themselves with the fineries far too extravagant for their own good, they fuel a deadly arms race.
They are blind, you see, and don’t stop to enjoy the simple things in life, although they’d like you to believe they do.
Fellating Death
Barely standing in my bathroom,
Staring at my reflection,
Splashing cold water on my face.
I wet the floor,
I slip, I fall.
Hitting my head,
Falling to my knees,
