From “Life Gone Wrong“ out 9/3/13
I captured slow life and know it well
like the back of my broken hands
we accept our solace cloaked
as friendship gripped by time
and modern man,
A liar holds a fractured posture
that says it best when nothing at all
graced in patience and blessed with fear,
scratching at my door
I can feel there’s movement
after fading grey and silence pass
like a shadow losi