Why again? Why now? It couldn’t possibly be that there is any substantial word flow about to occur. The arrival of some unannounced clarity, casting answers down upon us all like some memory sequestered summer rain?
Tag: thoughts
Sunday Evening Post: 8.2.20
I feel some returning elasticity to my mind, these days. A continuing conflict, for sure, but a battle that must be thought.
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…
The Veracious Facade 