Talks of takeoversand takedowns –deliberate misdirection My mind is a tanglemy heart stripped rawUs vs them a mantra Choking on my own biledarkness closing in –I turn to so called heaven Accusations on iced tonguedesperation pointing fingersthe sullen clouds an echo Even in this stormy statelight, like fire challengesWake up! Wake up! There in the […]
Petulance is actually the word that comes to mind at the moment. I feel as if my inner child, not getting what she wants fast enough, is throwing a temper tantrum. I just need to convince her to give the grass time to grow. Thanks Richard Adams.