

Like NothingLike NothingLike Nothing
There is nothing like the afternoon Haze of dusty Summer sunshine; Illumes the room and tumbles in From far beyond thin bamboo blinds.
It stirs me so Im nearly waking. Though Ive the will to leave today, A heavy, though it isnt heavy, Draped arm of hers could make me stay.
Shes my honey, striped with filtered light In porcelain-like honey hues. Her lovely eyes reflect my own, shes A masterpiece, more art than muse.
I tell her so to see her smile, And catch it fore my mind has brushed


At The ShowAt The ShowAt The Show
I beg your pardon. I take your time. I want to hear you hear this. Return it with sound or silence.
I saw you last night at the show. You caught my glance, And I caught yours. Holding each other's thoughts, but saved our gaze For rainy days. Your fair skin and dark hair were unmistakable.
We haven't spoken in quite some time. I have no clue I have no idea where you make your home, But I thought you'd like to know I saw you last night at the show. You came as a friend of a friend I didn't know, And


Autumn On The RiverbankAutumn On The RiverbankAutumn On The Riverbank
Rushing water from the river carries Lovely leaves that come 'round but once a year. Mother Nature, her I could not marry For her embrace is cold when I am near; But I am drawn to her ground's golden brown While I, in peace, sit on her Autumn bank. Knowing my thoughts, she warns, "wish not to drown", As I gaze at the leaves below that sank. Ah! Mine eyes didst spy a heart-shapéd leaf As it fell, and all while I wrote this piece; But as fate may have its decent been brief To a stone, and out of the river's reach; I cannot s
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You look awfully nervous for someone who's totally freaked out right now
Do the words...
mean anything to you?
This is the just first chapter in near-death extortionism. I'm gonna be the guy behind the guy beyond the grave.
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these things are known to me, for reasons unknown to me.
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You look awfully nervous for someone who's totally freaked out right now
Do the words...
mean anything to you?
This is the just first chapter in near-death extortionism. I'm gonna be the guy behind the guy beyond the grave.
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You look awfully nervous for someone who's totally freaked out right now
Do the words...
mean anything to you?
This is the just first chapter in near-death extortionism. I'm gonna be the guy behind the guy beyond the grave.
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Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever. It remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.
- Aaron Siskind
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You look awfully nervous for someone who's totally freaked out right now
Do the words...
mean anything to you?
This is the just first chapter in near-death extortionism. I'm gonna be the guy behind the guy beyond the grave.
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If you're looking for photography, look somewhere else. Im just lettin my fears out in jpeg format.
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