My eyelids heavy I cannot see the question: Are all eyes equal?
Bright Light without heat… What can this be? Must be a LED bulb, bright as can be! Shining brightly, heavenly bright, for me. Poem by Andrew Watkins. © 2017 Andrew Watkins
Say, Stan, Wheres it at? You’ve done your fair share, of raping and pillaging And corporate shakedowns and takeovers, asset stripping and budget cutting rainforest felling, oil spilling, genocide and wholesale slaughter, Carbon dumping price hiking, profiteering, manipulating, extorting, snorting and extortion? Say Stan? I started small but now I madden everyone I speak to.Continue reading “Say, Stan”