The living ain’t easy

It hasn’t taken away everything there is still me inside. Don’t forget I rise, fall, stumble, then I suppose because I’m here, I rise. See even grey lizards can be Newborn from cinders. My number is definitely not over Mother’s nature to beta block a seizure on Kronos’s clock. merely an earthling in my mortalContinue reading “The living ain’t easy”

Out on a whim

Do or die – live fast , party hard – be an honorific rebel. Spank me,  Shake me up,  Colour me bold!  Don’t wind me down – use a font that sounds like Bevel.    If I could jump in that diamond-encrusted box with you, would you promise that when the children come by we couldContinue reading “Out on a whim”