“All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream.”
~Edgar Allan Poe~
~Edgar Allan Poe~
Father/Time
Two
Voices of children, laughter in an empty room, mind chasing echoes, running from the sleep thing, that near ghost of madness. Dollar bills, pennies in a tin cup, tips from strangers, long looks in their eyes on the wagging end of a slow train click-clacking, midnight wandering past. Wake me up if we get there.
http://wordwulf.com
Inquiries: [email protected]
©2017 artwork, music & words
conceived by & property of
Tom (WordWulf) Sterner 2017©
Two
Voices of children, laughter in an empty room, mind chasing echoes, running from the sleep thing, that near ghost of madness. Dollar bills, pennies in a tin cup, tips from strangers, long looks in their eyes on the wagging end of a slow train click-clacking, midnight wandering past. Wake me up if we get there.
http://wordwulf.com
Inquiries: [email protected]
©2017 artwork, music & words
conceived by & property of
Tom (WordWulf) Sterner 2017©
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