This blog was created for others who will hopefully glean something from the words I have written.Not much to say except I ran off from an orphanage when I was 13 years old.Hopped on a freight train and joined the circus.Have been wandering ever since.I am grateful to be alive and my only desire is to leave something here for others to gain from.If I can accomplish that then I have successfully reached my intended goal.All we have left in the end is our legacy.
He's the flim flam man Who never quite straightens his tie Meaningless words expel from his mouth While he watches your insides die He will sell you his line of worthless goods With line after line of smark cracks His story is good-he's rehearsed it enough Making up for the class that he lacks He can be found at the gambling tables Or in houses of ill repute Although his concept of the world is warped At his craft he is quite astute Then in an instant he is gone as quickly As when he first appeared The man who talks out of both sides of his mouth Amongst the crowds that jeered
In stealth she waits On the railroad track Rustling leaves on autumn days A sun which conceals itself Behind deathly ill cloud formations Of blackened swirling haze Her staff planted firmly Upon the scorched earth Hair that was once flowing Is now a tangled mass Her stench repels all of life Until she is desired no more Her heart only beats To keep the beast inside alive Tainted with fear The morning dew clings to her In recompense she tears wildly Into the sacks of food left for her Glancing at me momentarily In my departure With no thought of approach Until the next return When I approach On darkened autumn days
Waiting for you for what seems An eternity in time Days turn into weeks Like seasons that have gone by Shedding tears on the inside My heart breaks at the thought Of never seeing you again Pictures upon the wall My own hand caresses me Imagining with anticipation My life is on hold There is no more energy to expend So I wait patiently In the dead silence For your return Until then I cannot feel The earth beneath my feet