I’m sorry

I'm sorry, depressed, time, sadness, death, poetry, steven humphreys

I'm sorry. but, it was not me who did it. time is fleeting. somehow we all know it. yet, we get so distracted. we forget the pure white sand in the hourglass relentlessly streams down and down. flowing. flowing. slowing down for no man be he rich, poor, caring or indifferent, a dignitary or high … Continue reading I’m sorry

At odds with Socrates

bukowski, poet, poetry

At odds with Socrates not just some mediocre lame a _ _ tease! doesn't necessarily appease and bring you to your knees I'm too busy now making friends with my invisible pal Poe you don't know what gone means till it happens cause' it's not yet seen you shout no!? when you die walking slow you fly … Continue reading At odds with Socrates