Thursday, October 18, 2012

So I will write this to the Corbyhawk although I was once the Corbyhawk in my vision I was blind I thought for a moment but it was gone and now I am shaking myself thinking what a silly fool am I?

Friday, October 12, 2012

My enraged talent Bites off its tail Circling around and around Itself it is ultimately doomed To fail... I miss my muse Maybe next sat??

Tuesday, October 02, 2012

I build this shack
and call it love
hang out cheap plastic baubles
to tempt the eye
Falling through floorboards
It cannot hold you up.
I hold this lie called hope
that someone will come in
and re-model.

By the Corbyhawk