Farewell and adieu

The best thing about life, Is knowing you put it together

"They look like big strong hands... don't they?"

Water rolls down the skin like tiny beads..
Eyes close so that they might see.
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This sun is a star in someone else's sky
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This moon is making someone cry...
Illum tangendo (touching him)

Captain PirateFace say's "Ahoy!"

Captain PirateFace say's "Ahoy!"
Updated by, Captain PirateFace

This is not an Exit

Never Say Die!!!





























"the tigers have found me
and I do not care."
— Charles Bukowski

I'm So Sad, So Very, Very Sad...


there is no fear here

there is no fear here
there is a fear here

Monday, January 20, 2014

And he is off.

And it breathes

I have felt Heaven
and delivered Hell.
With these torn up hands.
These fragile feelers.
I have wiped away a thousand tears and felt warm fresh blood turn sticky and cold with these hands.
I have written hate filled diatribes with these hands and the most romantic love letters they will never read.
These hands are going back in their sheaths...
To hide away till they are needed again.

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