God Shaped Holes

If I open my chest, Reaching in with trembling hands, And if I gave you my heart. Would…

A while back I posted a blog titled Searching… it’s all shit! Well, the thought occurred to me…

for themselves they have seen my strength watched me rise from darkness into light a silent royal flight…

The following poem was written after spending the entire day at the hospital watching ‘life’ occurring all around…

Cowboys Are Not Supposed to Cry And the Best Thing You Can Do with Death Is to Ride…

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