Internet has been really poor lately so I’ve scribbled this on and waited for the opportune moment to publish just so I can “stick to the program.”

(Aug 12)


Like a mirror to the past your eyes reflect
what we were and what we shared
Your laughter echoing the sounds of a chord
A harmony we used to play together

(Aug 13)


Madness, oh, madness!  The world is full of madness!
Of people speaking a common tongue
Yet not comprehending a single sound
Heads full of eyes that look not without but within
A rotting mind, a decaying skin
Little pieces of each other thrown out into sea
Left to be devoured by monsters
Such is the world full of people who love to hate
and hate to love.  Man, this is our misery!