He cannot rest sober.
Haiku #132
The plot, it thickens In a way that could be called Diabolical
Scenic
Ideas float around my head Taking their time reaching my pen They like to take the scenic route -Kel Dayheart
By Kel Dayheart
He cannot rest sober.
The plot, it thickens In a way that could be called Diabolical
Ideas float around my head Taking their time reaching my pen They like to take the scenic route -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 