spiced rum

spiced rum and all things inbetween. Standing curtains I am left to be seen by crossed hairs by a man in a trigger fit.

Laugh like a fish! For I swam to the moon with bloodshed on my back... Do you know where I can find the vision of mosis?

Who lives here? Random thoughts of an untamed mind. Do you hear what I am hearing? "No one answers the phone any more..." says Ronald in a melloncollie voice.

Sand on my finger-tips. Running through my mind, the crystals fall to the beach below. They belong to the sea I hear whispered to me. I too shall sleep.