Where the Water Goes

Artz

Colours.

Not transparent.

Lineslineslineslineslineslineslineslineslines.

Watercolour galaxy with beaded stars.

Without.

For the Lamenting, and for the Hopeful

I raise my glass
To the clouds that must surely pass
And to my past,
A flag raised half-mast

I raise my glass
To the young lass
Tucked safely away
Wherever my heart may lay

I raise my glass
To the love I amass
Saving me still,
Filling my will

I raise my glass
To life's never-ending impasse
For without it, life's a bore,
Without it, how can we strive for more?

Crazy

You, are the definition
Of insane,
To love a person,
Such as myself.