We stood at the precipice staring at bones they didn’t lie but had shattered with time That endless roar between the eyes herding us home. This is not as bleak as it sounds, we pander, to no one in particular. By holding on to that first note, it generates a feeling of suspense This timeContinue reading “Don’t hold your breath”
Monthly Archives: September 2018
Myofascial OPS
WE STARTED AT THE MOUTH OF THE RIVER AND WORKED OUR WAY DOWN STREAM. THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING, ISHMAEL, HE SAID, I DIDN’T EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE. IT HAD GOTTEN TO THAT POINT, STEADILY OVER THE COURSE OF OUR UNFORTUNATE JOURNEY BOUND AS FUGITIVES, TO SPEND OUT OUR TIME IN ETERNITY, DAMNED SOME WOULD’VE SAID,Continue reading “Myofascial OPS”
