08-01-2015, 01:29 PM
(08-01-2015, 01:21 PM)Leanne Wrote: Normally I'd groan at the idea of such an abstraction, but I'm bored, so I'll see.It may have sounded "abstract", but that was not my intent. I'm getting old. Of course, there's no god. What's left as I head into the darkness? My son? Future generations? Passing on what you can in meaningful way before you die?
What else?
But picking out your subject matter, what brings this most painful human mortal element to life...for you...something like that I was getting at.
PS> I can't write it. I would if I could. Too much for me. Perhaps not you.
You can't hate me more than I hate myself. I win.
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."