On The Train 1

This next series is a set that I shot on the Wolverine on my way home for the last time. They are cool, I like them a lot. Comment and tell me what you think.

Fotos of a Random Nature

RIP

To a boy considered friend

Gone to soon

In a life you were consumed

This life consumed you

Not a tear shall I shed

Though consumed

This life set you free

For the boy considered friend may be gone from all

Forever, eternally thine are loved by me

Giggle, giggle, blush

I’m up so high

What’s keeping me from falling?

Sanity, no

Glass probably

All the world looks at me like a play set

Hot wheels, no

Matchbox, probably

I could end it

Couldn't I?

Yes definitely

Dr. Kill-Joy (Why Won’t You Help Me)

If you hold in your hands everything I need why do you refuse to help me? Why do you dangle the cure a half an inch beyond my reach. Why would you put me under a magnifying glass in the hottest July sun? How dare you be so cruel? Do you not remember all that I have done for you? Had me thinking I was one of you, should have seen straight through that lie. I don’t understand how you could look me in the eyes see me cry and still leave me to die. How could you so badly lack a conscience, when I don’t and we are on the same wave of consciousness? I somehow feel connected to the visitors of Hotel Rwanda. I am obviously sick why, so why, why won’t you help me.

Comprehension

I spend hours exploring the plethora of emotions that encrypt the words from my mouth, and yet with this quill I can find myself in piece. And I can find peace in places where I can’t even think.

Why is it that I can tell the world everything that I haven't admitted to myself?

Why is it that with a lie of my hand on pad my non-coherent conscience suddenly comprehends the complexity of the human cohabitant condition?

Why do I write this?

Why is it that as I write this my mind enters nirvana and I reach a level calm Ghandi would gawk at?

Why is this?

Intentions

I never meant for her to go

But frankly I’m glad she did

I’m glad she’s dead

I’m glad that she got hers

I never meant for her to die

But things tend to happen that way

I never meant to laugh

But I was truly rejoicing

Her demise meant tyranny’s end

The heartless bitch is gone

Ding dong

Ding dong

Ding dong

Ding dong

Ding dong