Tim Miner's Musings

We will seal this blood feud like good cabals do, gushed wrists and slit throats for unyielded wallets and cellphones with guns. Ignored pleas but Twaf!... for toughies for we all are good dyers, all hearts bleed. Justice is, just us, the  cops... human lefts . We will seal this blood feud like good cabals do, gushed wrists and slit throats for wallets  and cellphones unyielded with guns.  Ignored pleas but Twaf!... for the toughies for we all are good dyers, all hearts bleed. Justice is, just us, the  cops... human lefts .

This well trod path listens attentively to my early morn and evening humming, swinging its lush grass stalks, soaking my sturdy feet in soft dew with its velvet touch flapping at my heels we friends, this place this track I know leads home.