Closed eyes read isolated
Surviven the yrs corner by a kingdom, a political party bid…
Harvest by the Harvard mind speaking of man
Intimidated by the woman, who’s loniest is not innocent.
Solitude by stories looking through love
painful kings
showering queens with papper babies
outcrying the ruins she breed ….
Blaming the summer passing
dancing shadows on a beach….
Talking to a heart carring a troubleing angel name sweet,
As the dark days weeps…..
a wrinkle soul breath….
Bellow by a Beast Half asleep…

Keith Bond, Jr
DOC #537-103