idle idle chit chat
tell em where it’s at
better to share the road
than us all chokin’ on the fumes of
idle idle chit ch
self
Surrender I
A VOICE FROM WITHIN A fog is lifting. The sand is wet from the receding tide and previous night’s rain. Waves crash against the beach as monoliths scatter the coastline. It’s dark and gray. The sky, the sand, the rocks, the water all emote a gray hue. I’m alone on the beach except for the … Read more