I took advantage of this record breaking February weather and found a treasure trove of beauty and serenity.
It blooms under the harshest conditions.
Pick up a doll and hug it twice
WHERE do you find comfort sleeping on a bed of nails
Everything is good and what I’ve dreamed
Everything is wrong and not what we ever dreamed
Long tentacles with poison thorns thrash about
Touching innocence and those that never chose
Tomorrow will be better but for today, I’m missing my Rex.