A brief look inside my mind. A reality that rose, then fell, only to rise again from the ashes of what I believe is true and not true.
Come into the interZone. . .
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Morning Light
Morning light breathes through the sunroom
Windows.
Warming the room, loving the plans.
Giving life to the room.
Now besides me sleeping on the sofa was
This hot red head.
Yeah things are good.
Snores a little. It's funny.
Coffee urge calls.
Good morning world.
You cold bastard!
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