‘Tis the time of the year, again. The autumnal hues are all but spent, as this part of the Earth recedes coloration and light, and the limited shades and elongated darkness emerge forth again. Yet, it may be that within all this growing grey, the vibrancy must be found internally. A terrifying prospect, I know….
Tag: change
Monday Evening Thoughts: 10.20.25
After a day of mostly overcast and listless precipitation, that central daytime star decided to emerge within the atmosphere and cast one last shadow of light before retreating to the other side of the planet. So, I sit and write, again. All drenched with vicious wonderment at what life is left here for wringing.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 9.8.25
Someone called me a walking autumn, earlier today. I wonder if she can see all my impending decay. Aesthetic, though it might be. And the cooler air is better for breathing, even when stalled in bouts of mild hyperventilating, from time to time.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 8.18.25
Felt like fall this morning, just a bit. So, the windows were all raised when I returned to the crypt, after another graveyard shift. Hoping, that some of the demons and malevolent spirits lingering about might find their exit. To go be free. Curse lifted, and such. Or at least go bother someone else, for…
The Veracious Facade 