Asylumed
Lock the door, throw away the key, You’re safe outside, not here with me. I’m happy inside, an empty room, all alone, Theories orchestrated, debated, ideas grown. A den of defiance, stable of sublime, Parlour…
Tag: muse
Just Another Conversation
The weather Gods are frantic with their hailstorm task. The bouncy-ball-sized ice smash downwards through the flashing clouds. It’s a surprise they don’t crash into each other. I guess that’s why they are the Gods….