Sunday, December 16, 2007


WELCOME TO MY HOUSE! ENTER FREELY. GO SAFELY, AND LEAVE SOMETHING OF THE HAPPINESS YOU BRING.

1 comment:

Andy said...

Life rolls by; as I get older, I'd say like a freight train. And so, when you see one of your good friends with much to share not sharing, you call them on it, because well...as Neil Pert put it so succinlty:

The writer stares with glass eyes -
Defies the empty page,
His beard is white, his face is lined
And streaked with tears of rage

Thirty years ago how the words would flow
With passions and precision
By now his mind is dark and dulled
with sickness and indecision.

As not to wax too philosphic...get to writing bitch!