poetry, life's death warmed-over in the bowels of passion and pain. words seared with richness of lack stumble home to a dark cave of angst.
06/30/2008
Posted on 06/30/2008Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
I feel this deeply. Well said!
Mmmmmmmmm. Indeed it is all this!!!
Yes...I have spent time in that "dark cave of angst"...well put! Adding to my faves! MFS