Friday Night Light

Down this dark rabbit hole, I willingly run. Haunted by dreams in colors, of the muted sun. Pondering…

Standing outside heaven’s curtain Restless in sight of heavens grasp In the basement of the dark of night…

“To be this old and have our life and her’s just begin.” I was 40 years old when…

just messing around dreams in graphite on paper just sketching horses begins white on black dreaming colors not…

To begin this chapter I share a dream I had some years previous that had I never shared…

And how could we endure to live and let time simply pass if we were always crying and…

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