Poetry, Prose, and Thoughts for the mentally exhausted, the morally intrigued, and the late night internet surfer hopped up on caffine. For you with strained eyes, a tired soul, and rhythm in your heart.
"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Poem III - A Sunny Highway Tends To Be Sluggish.
a sluggish highway
as I wait
for a lazy