for where it has been
where it is going
Before she is lost to me tomorrow
as the fire consumes everything
she used love about me;
before I become a fiction
a crude joke...
I write her one last time
Before I lay her picture face down
One last time.
Ashes ride the wind
as though born in their embrace
And I'm free
And so are we all
Is one of many
Four letter words
Hey y'all. Glad to see you are still there. I've been busy. I went into work one day at the new job and found that the evil corporate elves decided to close up shop. At least I collected 3 paychecks first. To bad they're already spent.
But as I said, I have been busy. I've managed to find a little bit of freelance writing work. I wanted to say something before, but I also wanted to wait until the deal was sealed so as not to jinx it.
I'm good at jinxes, believe me.
Anyway, there are quite a few of you who I will see soon.
I need to post more often, I know.
Ivan, thanks for the kick in the butt.
I needed it.