The sun set

As darkness captures the backyard in a cold stare, I soak in the silence and am grateful.  So far this deprived state of sleep is pressing in from the back of my head.  A hard to get nap sure sounds far off and rare, and the violence around me is hate filled.  But I am alive,     and able to simply go to bed.  So i will.  As my body naturally fades further, and my eyes grow to a point where I simply cannot lift them, I will drop off the face of the earth.  I will free fall and forget about everything for just a little while in the grand scheme.  It is well with my soul.  The aroma of nothingness is intoxicating.  Good night world.



Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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