I’m not much of an artist. I only try to write. I try to write about the things I dream about or what I wish I could see in people. Generally, I don’t enjoy showing anyone anything I write, simply because it always looks to them as gibberish. I don’t blame them.
Violins is a member of All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical and Photography 101.
Dissociate
He came to me for psychiatric help for a brief moment a swarming breed of his ilk freely roam about the field just beyond, the other side of my door. the black smear darts from opposite ends of the co…
If what i could draw would only come to life.
I cannot extract.
Of many things.
The intrinsic relationship.