Stumbling through summer morning with some heavy bumble...
brevity
Tick Tock, Tick Tock Sounding
Tick tock, tick tock sounding...
Bitterness
Humming, it ruptures the aether...
Clouds
Forever turning over within an immortal tempest...
Longing
The chequered smell of a local boozer...
These Dreamless Nights
Sifting through these dreamless nights...
Pandering
Wouldn't you like it all to rhyme...
Missing
What an old house it was!
Feeding Tubes
Heavy Limbs Lay Low...
Giuseppe Gillespie Writing 