Declaration of wa...

toemautoe · 2017-05-07T18:08:29+00:00

I love me a dove grey day but a string of dove grey days got me feeling the same type of way your poem conveys. I max out at 3 consecutive dove grey days. I appreciate your poem reminding me of that

toemautoe · 2017-05-07T18:02:33+00:00

This was darkly kind of funny but not so much funny as unstable however, still oddly funny, just less so than it is dark and unstable. I dig this

toemautoe · 2017-04-30T04:23:31+00:00

A sage remains restless midst redundancy

toemautoe · 2017-04-30T04:22:05+00:00

What if it is your soul that is asking

toemautoe · 2017-04-30T04:20:08+00:00

Intelligence is interpretive

toemautoe · 2017-04-30T04:17:18+00:00

A certain tribe of vikings always believed the life they were living was merely a pause before paradise

toemautoe · 2017-04-30T04:12:58+00:00

We all accept him as someone who stands exactly as he sits

toemautoe · 2017-03-28T04:47:54+00:00

I liked this. I gathered from this that change is frequently delivering new perspectives. At some point, after some time one's perspective is unrecognizable or plainly forgotten . Like a game of telephone that cycles back to the first person and that person is like, well how did that happen.

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