gravity whale

Traveler, Friend, Lover, Father, Writer, Photographer, Storyteller, Minstrel, Rascal, Scoundrel, Thief, Spy, Madman, Wanderer, much, much more and oh so much less.

I’ve realized something.

that I have no more to say,

so I’ll be quiet.

Tired empty eyes

In the middle of the night

Write against darkness

heavy rain falling

echo of a distant train

a heart - not beating

small town in the rain

cold and empty flooded streets  

waiting out the storm

riotous rainstorm

riding through dark skies

shelter under trees

tea and a blowjob

just exactly what I need.

well, at least there’s tea

rain tapping gently

another week has vanished

this empty feeling

Slow decompression

Evening fading into black

This bed is too big

want

but don’t wait

go

wanting simple food

Jamaican style beans and rice.

a simple repast