flokot

15 May 2009 11:11 PM

I’m sure it’d be easier to write if circumstances were nicer. If the sounds coming in my window were merely the rain, wind and rustling of trees. Instead, these are drow…

What use is outward good behaviour if the mind is darkened by hatred? Change the inside first, and the outside is bound to follow.

The bats were noisy last night,
Screeching and fighting in the big tree,
Heavily winging across the full moon.
It seemed too cliched to be true,
but there they were in my backyard.

[14-1…

if every choice i make today
is shaping who i am,
i wonder what i will become
many years from now?

I thought it was a spider
I’m glad it’s just a moth

[On the perils of being shortsighted in a dimly lit room and not able to tell the identity of the marks on the ceiling.]

3-10-2008