They’re not as insidious as those that plagues Humbert Humbert. Nonetheless, they bring on a bout of creaks of the stomach. I try to evade them. Mazes I ruminate in my mind can only serve as a temporary distraction before the repetition of evasive tactics falter … Continue reading Obsessions
Oh compass rose, tell me which direction I may go. Oh compass rose, guide me to where I should go. Oh compass rose, be my oars in this violent sea. Oh compass rose, point to a direction, any direction… for I have lost myself. I … Continue reading A Compass Rose
Such grand ambitions, distant visions, if neglected I ponder in regret.