Secret Society of Balladist
Friday, June 25, 2010
Something You Forgot.
There... disregarded in isolation with optimistic patience. It waits. Back against the brightest star with snugness from its shadow. It wish. To never be reimbursed by another counterpart.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Elegance sanding of wood lay peacefully ajar motionless, to it's beholder. The blade expose it's rugged circumference, aged from labor. The work performed is mysterious to druthers.