Everyone feels broken at some point. late at night, beyond the pale moon fireflies behind the soft veil swoon where jasmine blooms, luminescent in splendor from what star seed, some majestic bright sender as our ancestors dance, I glimpse their shy shimmer and light is sipped slowly, a chablis of a glimmer a world hidden, pressed gently, as petals in …

Will you Deal with the devil Or make a Deal with the Devil? Or deal with several? Where elite cowards revel. Brass tacks and cut flacks Pick up sticks and sharp jacks The games are all dusty And I’m a bit rusty But let’s play. Say everything you want to say. Yeah, Go home boss. Your decisions rank like an …