There is comfort in the blur. Strange as it seems, it is soothing to feel the proverbial indecipherable whirlwinds of anarchy as they blow by you. And yet there is this sinking sensation underneath, like watching the sun go down on a beautiful summers day, knowing that winter is just behind the next rise.
- Snowflakes, Rain
delicious shivers
on my tongue
eyes closed
to the sky
Reluctant
in the knowledge
that
I can stop
this storm
...with a word.
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...