Reaching aspects of loneliness
Desiring aspects of comfort
Unknowable aches surround me
Unwanted knowledge consumes me
I sing the song of whippoorwills
The death stalkers croon
Giving way to deaths desires
Receive the comfort of
A cold bosum
Warning: There is no poetry past this point. You have been warned.
Today is May 11, Mother's Day in the United States.
I have been spending the weekend with my beautiful wife and mother of my daughter. Sorry for the small updates.
Till tomorrow,
Thomas
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