Wow. What a title. No pressure there.I was sitting on the train this morning, thinking about a conversation I recently had with a friend.We were discussing all the balls we have in the air, juggling our creative lives, including the desire for creative lives, and our workaday lives, and it came to me (as it [...]
There you sit Encased in glass Volatile. Dangerous. Watching from your perch The air fairly sizzles Unsettled and frenetic Passionate Conducting from your station When your eyes fall upon me It is revealed What lay before me is both beguiling and perlious To deny it would be a folly I venture closer Excitement pricks my [...]
It appears your pantaloons are ablaze again I wish I knew what purpose it serves for you For perhaps then I wouldn’t be so offended So taken aback at every turn I question my investment The time it takes for the words to spill from your lips To the time they strike my ear I [...]
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