i can't help but trap myself in your gaze. it was as though time had filled it's surrounding with the green caught from within the bottom of the ocean, laughter filled with so much kindness, a heart wandering the land God bestowed from under his feet. a happy beginning to what i can imagine will turn into a fast paced car hitting into a staged locomotive. if this be the case at least you found your smile for a little. in a world where lions are caged to awe over and babies are making tens into dumpsters. the past is the past and it is what you make of it... how is it that no matter how hard you try and push the bird out the window it eventually flys back bringing with it a storm. end me the embarrassment and hand me the gravy, tomorrow we shall fathom over who else is to come this way. october 14.