i am all men and no man floating through space and time looking to connect with those who want to connect to know another human being in this desolate soul sucking society we call civilization…gone…
Date Archives December 29, 2004
White Sheets
My soul is wrapped in conformity Trapped between your white sheets and warm pillows We talk of time and things dear Your breast half exposed untouched but dreadfully near How many times has the dawn…