It was the tap, tap, tap twisting words into a message that belted out the sound tap, tap, tap I first heard it when I was young it was a scratch then, a thump against a cage made of bone and wisdom. Sing for me, they said as I stood trembling before them. Instead I … Continue reading Forgotten Post #14: Drew
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Forgotten Project #9: Insomniatic
Word is that some words don't exist. Maybe, it's possible....or maybe I'm simply losing it. All that I am, all that can be fighting between drug-fueled dreams, and hectic realities. Tell me, my dear, what is the time the white rabbit has gone, and I haven't had the guts to follow since I last read … Continue reading Forgotten Project #9: Insomniatic