Waiting,     waiting          in thirst               in anticipation still. Our blood moon,    will ascend the velvety sky         above us,               orbiting...

Who is the ghost  in the mirror before me? Why is there a chill that I give myself? Why can I not speak to others anymore? Why have I become a mirage to the world? Why not end it? And become that ghost? Carefree in the netherworld but really? Ghosts...

Melancholy and mysterious...Stout you are with thorns which bite!Open your veiling, black petals for me so I can gaze into your eyes!To see your face, perhaps the shining from mewill attract you to this handsome star?Still, your thorns desire...

''Contempt for money is a trick of the rich to keep the poor without it''  Micheal Corleone...The Godfather Pt 2  in the larger context the fuckery is indeed palpable watching the shameless movements of corporations extracting this...tax-exempting that profiting off of death war...racism...illnesses etc...etc...etc.........etc  you think of it...they've...