Because my emotions are all over the place.


Let my fingers slide into the dusk of your sun rising, I will help you shine.  And when your humanity grabs to whisk you away to the safe land, I will hold you like a dark cloud hugs the rain..”

Where does one go when they seek to escape the paradise? Surely the brown grass turning into weeds can persuade the luckiest of them all that the dreary color equals the demise of their divine curiosity..”

To, the stranger,

I have taken away your name. I’ve stripped away your face. All that is left of you, is new writing material.