While wading through prosperity, I stumbled, cursed then turned to see, The fine line vibrating between, Admirable acts and vanity.
Two years and two days and 10,000 pencils, No tracing or reprints or cheap, plastic stencils. The dots turn to lines, the lines turns to figures, The transfer of symbols from my brain to my fingers. A mark on the page meant the white was now tainted, With another damned hope that this time I’ll... Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, in a shell there lived a snail, And everywhere he went, he would be last without fail. His friends would often say, “Hey, Snail, c’mon mate!” But as fast as he could go he would always get there late. Now, snail wasn’t daft, in fact he was quite bright, And he... Continue Reading →