Haha,,,I love how you show what is happening all around. Then the let’m wait had me smiling

Hey man, how’s it going? It’s been a while since I read your posts. Great write. No apologies here. Fuck em!

Hey Keith
Word up ?
Haven’t written much since the DUP demise but thought I should contribute some smut again !!

Thx bro

Hi P.,
I may have told you I’m a quarter French.
And in France you can get away with pretty much anything as long as you mind your language.
Like this one. Direct, no unnecessary chatter, love it!
Needless to say I’m a huge fan of your writes.
Kind regards, Gus

Passionately penned, Speak. Another excellent write my friend. You always bring you A-game when it comes to telling a story or painting us a picture. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hahaha, don’t know if you intended the humor but it’s there. What else is there to do while waiting on a mile of rail cart. To be honest we really miss those long trains passing by forcing the entire south to slow down even more. America doesn’t use but a fraction of it’s railway potential anymore, we use to move shit

A directional poem…that’s so cool.

There’s a deeply spiritual feel to this. An interconnectedness that ties all things to each other. For some reason it makes me think of the book Fifth Sacred Thing. So much more than the surface shows

That beginning gives life to this poem even though you bring attention to death. I like the turn in position

Thank you Fia, for reading and commenting.

Living in color instead of black and white you can see the nuances of life

this leaves me a bit sad about what happening around the world. The bomb leaving there notice that they were there. Nicely written