Oh what a trial is the sinful shaft,
The expulsion and eruption of the yang,
And the terrible yin stay...
It’s Springtime, and I am twitterpated!
when our dreams
have all headed
south
when the memories we held tight
against our chest
only remain as tattered
remnants
when...
I became trapped in a pixilated universe—
a virtual reality, I invested in a world
of people I couldn’t see or touch, but
I...
There is great thrill in the rush,
The wind on one’s face,
Not knowing that if you prefer the zephyr,
You’ll see far more sights along the way.