Through all the ways you hated me
The instances of vehemence seen
Up close in all their bloody rage
Were someday sure to turn a page
Sure to grind us slowly down to
Something loosely bound and fine
Stone is merely sand and water
And a hundred million years of time
And eventually our fingers numb
Whilst clinging to that shattered rock
Then slow but sure we must become
Unstuck
A good man in a bad place.
Write as a vent, as a way to challenge myself, see my shortcomings and check my view of the world....
Me......
Man, look like a biker (Use your imagination) ....Yup nearly but more scary....Some tattoos, ride a big ol' Harley, work hard for a living.
Avid reader pretty much all genres, love all kinds of music, all kinds of art. Vegetarian.
Don't have a god but I'm open to offers....
Hope you enjoy something here...
And remember;
Just because you're not paranoid - don'y mean they aint out to get you...
Love and respect,
Gabe
