Hoping is half-assed
just like hopping is one-legged.
Stand
or leap
with all you have.
...you’ll say “fine” and ask me how I’m doing.
And then I’ll lie…
Golden haze… another morning, feels like yesterday.
The heart is still a redwing. …
No I don’t mean that it’s so easy;
I don’t mean that it’s so small;
but the world below is not so mean
that it can make us fall.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map