Such wild creatures they are

I laughed while reading the tales

Of Backstabbing,

crude typing,

horrid lived affairs,

I thought they were a hoax

A joke to be played along

But it seems to me

I must’ve been tremendously wrong

***

Walking in the forest

After fighting for my life

In an argument of violent words

And gestures all alike,

Horrors stowed far away

To never come alive

Until you catch a glimp...

All in a golden afternoon,

under the skies of cloudless blue

That’s where we stood

You and I

As we watched the time

Pass us by,

I still think about that day

Just you and me, by the bay

But little was I to know

That the man you were

was about to go,

The ripples of a fish swum by

Accented in the sunken sky

Yet one soul was left alone

Where once a love of two had shown

For it was then I began to ...