Don’t Feed the Animals

Posted by in Unfiltered, Writer's Block

Digging a ditch with Dave Matthews, looking for a quiet place.

Too soon the music is replaced by my thoughts to run, so I
Sprint to replace times gone by while I search signs and
Portents that once the stars will align,
to remove the malign of existence in a special void.
Lightless, formless, water with no spout,
Sharing no shred of doubt.
Attaining not disdaining,


Kind, Reliable


Always Lover