Poems from Doctor Jones
imagery and wonderment swirl in my head
salt sea and sand mix together in my throat
sun is out
sun is gone
it doesn't matter what day it...
I dream of less
less than what has happened
more than what will be
simply lost in all of my minds
subconscious poetry
she reads to me...
interpretation of existence
so fragile, it is shattered by a single cosmic entity
countless millenia of human advancements and "...
What is love really?
I have come to call it
"the one emotion felt on all planes of existence"
physically and mentally and spiritually we...
Hall
might as well be empty
soulless eyes scan dead bodies
cruel creatures creep about
only their objective worries them
everything else...