Thank you for another great collaboration experience, dear Atticus! You have and inspiring impact on my creativity!

congratulations you two this is excellent ❤️

A dark and thought provoking poem. Coldness is a very expressive metaphor for transience. And this is exactly what we are – mortal. Facing the cold grave, there will be nothing left the but the Eternal soul. We should care for it at least as thoroughly as a knight does for his armor…
Great job, my friend!

Powerfully penned, Thomas. Excellent write with precise imagery my friend. This was raw and real brother. Appreciate you.

Damian

Another dark slice of the side of life most of us abhor and pretend isn’t there at all. It is so difficult trying to picture you there, my friend, so hard to think of anyone other than make believe movie made bums living hard, rough lives no real, educated man who writes so beautifully could possibly live among and be himself, hanging on to humanity by the slenderest thread. You show me parts of myself in these seedy climes, just another few tarifs or heists of my rent away from joining you on your morning quests. You bring tears to my tired morning eyes.

Thanks, my friend. I appreciate it.

Freaking great piece with the real life descriptions dude, tight work

Much appreciated.

“trying not to get hit by their apathy,
daylight swallowing my quiet survival.”

That right there sums up so much in this world. Identity means nothing without a trendy label to too many. And those struggling to survive, invisible. The undecided dawn was one helluva exclamation point on the situation. Another solid piece of reality

Thank you.

Appreciate you cuz.

Damian