The Black Forest

Random blaghness...

Smoke Through A Keyhole...

In the mystery
In the secret
In the tale
Entering your mouth and leaving
Traveling deep
Filling the space... Filling the space...
Receiving from the sky, love letters signed
Nothing forever lasts

Death is a sunny day


Stillness and quiet like smoke through a keyhole

Gone...consider yourself gone

Death is a sunny day, when everything you love falls away
Death is a woman's smile, erasing everything you'll ever know...and she knows...yes, she knows
Death is a blooming flower, that reminds you of what you've missed in your wasted hour
Death is losing control, letting go the reason, and the hold...and she knows...yes, she knows.