I understand. Why you
can't say. Or respond to the things I say.
Or do
It's my fault. But.
I'll still wait forever
and ever

Because I actually like romance movies
And I hope

And I don't mind knowing the end to a story.
Because. If you believe.
You can still capture the magic
And learn from it,
Live from it
And get by,
With just enough to live with

Hold on to it ...

I always said I wouldn't ever be the guy to post to his blog, regularly.

Let's begin


A crashing castle.
Oh, the former beauty
Cast in ivory

A stained glory
Formed now,
In ruin
Sleep.

Rebuild.
This castle. Will be gold.
Molded in faith
New
Again

This castle will not fall
Awake. A golden room.
Beautiful.

-------------------------...

I know things, simple things
Complicated things.
Bad things. Good things.

I'd believe anything.
Nothing,
If it mattered.

Quietly, loudly wondering
Who are you?
Who am I?
Let's talk.

I'll doubt much things.
Lie about stupid things.

But. I'll believe
In You.


I wasn't naked. Justcold.


Haha

This concludes creative rambling...

I lied. I just know:
Caps+Naked=Attention

This is a fact of life.

Anyway.
Time for some creative rambling


Oh, absurd.
Like no other.
Let's sleep
Slip Away

Two fools.
In Jest


Seriously, these come to me when I'm naked.
Crazy. Wait.
My title is now relevant.

Sometimes, inspiration strikes.

I don't like poetry, it seems inherently pretentious.

Then again, so am I.




A puppet.
Playing it's part.

Watch the strings,
Bound tight,

Oh puppet,
do you see
see, your strings?

Maybe you prefer it that way.
Bound tight, not knowing.

Pray, the strings don't break.