Snow in the city
Roaming in the cold
Icing on a this great place
Today an encore
to quite an interesting piece of theater
WTF Jake
8th face of me
goodness
Life begins
at my lowest
when I look in the mirror
and see a million different pieces
Snow brightens everything
flakes fall
GET OUT THERE
follow the instinct inside
go wander
My eyes have been closed
fears force of gravity
today they open
"Say" plays
over and over
"walking like a one man army
fighting with the shadows in your head"
No More
"say what you need to say"
no other voices allowed, just mine
fog horn level
you can do this
I wander,
leaves falling
horns honking
trash piling
snow whispering
heart opening
saying what it needs to say