a crude apparatus – Recorded 03/20/2023 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them cobbled likedinner when you don't careso much forthe finer things asgetting somethingin your reluctant stomachasidebile and a metallic ringing. staringstraight through and upto your chestnot for the soft spacesbut rather the cold and hardened space withinsomething like a knotthrough which once … Continue reading a crude apparatus
Whether you return after the day is done To a warm bed and a meal Or to a place where no-one goes Where the world outside does not seem real You should always know you have a home You have a place where you are valued A space in which you and your life exist … Continue reading Home
These days Go by so quickly Before we know it Tomorrow has passed And today is but a memory We live Minute by minute Our eyes always searching for What comes next So seldom observing With clarity and adequate appreciation What we have now I do not wish To take for granted The time I … Continue reading These Days
It is so easy to forget That what we tame Still retains A part of what made it wild That we can never quite Anticipate Separation Extrication Of darkness from The light But we can come to appreciate And see beauty In both I believe Antoine had it right When he spoke Of establishing ties … Continue reading To Tame
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