Whispering in heat, screaming through the wind and storm, halting this silence. DJ. WhisenantRead more "– haiku # 90 –"
Ahead of winter, rebuilding a fort once weak – wind will bow to bricks. D.J. WhisenantRead more "– haiku # 89 –"
Waking up after 10, or sometimes noon, I contemplate a lifetime filled with lust… and not each imaginable consequence. What a frigid and lonesome house I am, 150-something lbs. of glass and grey matter. Heading to the kitchen, some ungodly nourishment is calling. What is the poison of choice in this hour? No importance… there are sexier reapers headed […]Read more "– young (and understandably dumb) –"
Gave it up too easily? Yes, I sure did. I saw the reports, heard the commentary, read the tweets… and now? My heart is barely a thump, my soul is barely a whisper, and my mind is just not worth discussing. Perhaps it would be of some service to act… scream, question, fight, demand, slay, […]Read more "– how did one become so numb? –"