Dirty chrome toaster
White bread basking in red glow
Black Smoke! Now it's toast.
Rude Awakenings 1: Breakfast Time.
How long has it been,
since we’ve talked?
Did I cause the change,
the new attitude
in your walk?
Do you still hurt?
Could you still care?
Why won’t you say something
Decrepit church stuck on the hillside, steep
ascent unto the clearing up a path
well-hollowed out by fervent feet. There is
no fervour in my tired heart - and still,
suppose I chanced upon...
Sanctuary # 3
Scenes from a Nursing Homeby
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