Gaslit

Gas attempts to infiltrate via the gaps between flashes of my thoughts, gut the gaps, being gaps, are gapless. Gas, failing to infiltrate, instead up ……………… and I shine across ————————–>  borders. me lights Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019 Image by calimiel from Pixabay

Not Nothing

  We bat away the fog and walk through onslaughts pulling out the arrows and battling on, knowing that to                   stand by and to say nothing, in the knowledge of the wrongs committed by those who know everything, but see nothing, would be wrong, even thoughContinue reading “Not Nothing”