It’s good to be alone. Alone is good, alone is clear. I get lost in oceans of others. They jostle me, throw my thoughts into a jigsaw puzzle. The boat rocks, and the others tell me why. They tell me where I should be going, what lies beyond the setting sun of burning red. Reflection …
Monthly Archives: September 2021
To Gratify
The righteous man falls upon his own sword, Failing to see the arrows fired from afar, For death means more to him than life Or the lives of those he thinks he saves Gain? Transitory, simple whim fulfilled And the self flies high through the Luft Soaring over pain caused and pain felt And pain …
The Galley with No Name 