INSOMNIAX: waking dreamscapes

This is a story of mine which i want to have published. Trying to get it down into book form, MaaaaaaayBE ebook, not sure yet. Some of this material is NOT FOR CHILDREN. If you are the kind of parent who doesn’t watch what your kids do, that’s on you…not me if they read this.…

There once was an old timer, and he had a gal he loved so much…Wherever he went, she was there by his side…for Sturgis, Laconia and such…Happily they rode free…and loved each other complete…His strong arms guiding them, her hands buried beneath his seat…Every few hours or so, they’d stop to go, then it’s back…

8 by 8 poster covered walls; my place away from the world…maybe a girl or a pizza every now and then, but i’m still the knot in the burl…found myself walking out on the road with my head in the clouds…saw the way they shaped my self and kept me locked away in my shroud…be…

…today i spent some time consoling a friend who had just found out that he’d died…i didn’t know how else to act, so i just went along with the show and acted surprised. I wasn’t surprised at all…actually, i was quite relieved to hear that he had died, because frankly, that’s all the man talked…

” Parental Guidance is suggested when reading this document. The author laid out in bold and brutal detail exactly what happened in a very concise, visually descriptive manner – not for the faint-hearted, not for certain audiences…- Major Jacobs ” …{ found: ” late August ” , stuck behind the cabinet covered in blood, and…

…her picture talks to me as i stare into her eyes…endless color which would make God cry…realizing he can never top this most amazing feat he would die. Her symmetry redefines the curve…she is diamond perfection. Her skin would be satin under my fingertips…to know her fare would be all of Ireland’s green fused with…

I never really died, I just had to go away for a while. I’ve been other people…you’ll be other people too. These places I’ve seen were stunning to the mind’s eye; such colorful strains of time. Though, time was irrelevant until I returned.My parents became my children. Their children became my parents, and the furthest…