My Candle Burns Underwater

In a word, insomuch of a breath that was taken in vain This thing occurred. A tale of two cities. Forgotten bliss. Memories of hope. Now. I die. I don’t believe. I try. I do not specify. Maybe. A Life on the stage for me. Assignations. A plea. Nothing. Scattered frozen peas. Of an idea.Continue reading “My Candle Burns Underwater”