Thursday ... Just another day?

In a reflective, shadowy mood today-

Enter Stage wRights:

For all the sense of green things growing
each breath is but an exhalation to the grave
Bodies jerk like puppet corpses
and hell walks laughing ...

Exit Stage Left...

I'm talking with Terry Walker at this time. He is amazed at the wonder that is my blog. He advised spellcheck for my uses.

Note:
I mostly type on the fly and rely heavily on the fact the uman braain cann understaannd bbaddly wriitinn sintennces. So expect mis-spellings, odd word forms, and just plain errors. That is the price for viewing greatness :)

First out

Just getting it started.