At Mary's feet I wept, Eyes glistening with the most amorous of intentions. She played me a song, About how she wanted to be with me. But, firmly, she said nothing, did nothing, Reciprocated nothing. She loved my song, But would not have the singer. Forsooth, she cared about what others thought. And I was … Continue reading Snubbed
Month: December 2017
By The Cosmic Plot
Like driftwood in the river I have no control Subject to the forces and the power Of a merciless, unbiased machine No shame or helplessness here, A peace in knowing I'm bound by the plot. The world searches for peace And it shall find it In these cosmic waters.