less, speech

silent, that bastard and right when least most expected. so sold, so, infected the convections of overlooked yesterdays, the fix, nice, and quick for to quake awake the off cast fever-   to take, and bleed believer-   to weave there, or, here, or anywhere-   to feel faith, (understated at least)-   to feel…

Tuesday Evening Post: 6.9.20

     The wonder whether I was ever as able as I once thought, or if my ego disguised my own powerlessness from me- that conundrum weighs heavy on my mind.      There was a dream. Not last night, but the one prior. A dream that pulled at emotions I thought dissolved. They were not, it…

Thursday Evening Post: 4.9.20

Good things should come from all of this. It most certainly seems a lot like it’ll be the inverse such a statement- but every crisis is an opportunity. Or so has been heard said. And though there will be and already are likely means of malevolence about this yet unseen post-modern predicament our species finds…