Tick tock, the day is ending. Tick tock, so why is it so hard to keep waiting. Tick tock, tick tock. Yet now the ears are ringing.
Time is a curious companion. Where do we find the friends that journey into and out of our lives. Here is a reflective poem on that transcendence of our connections.
When the surreal takes over night time regimen, the bathroom mirror beckons you into a trance.
