Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.

Reg has been reading the papers again, it always brings him down, but this time he can't carry on looking the other way and ignoring the news and the facts that the life, the freedoms he holds dear are slowly being dissolved not just by his government…

I got up to take a look at the eclipse but it was cloudy. Still, the birds were freaking out and insects were acting strange. And still, as the light returned I was in awe of the motions of the universe and thankful to be on this planet…

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i lay my head down on my pillow outside i can see the evening sky you are just over that Western horizon and i dream that i can fly the earth shakes ' my water breaks we have given birth to something new i see you standing hear before me we…

i had ice coffee in the morning moved my finger along a map felt the future rising through me i held the world in my lap i though tabout texas this morning kanas is now on my mind followed you through the flood plains the swelling rivers a…

if you had an indian name what would it be if you needed a hostage you can always have me and when the world is flat and we come to the edge would you red me your words would you tell me our pledge oh the sounds of the morning they set desire…