Concerning the Romantics, the Poets…, and all other Artist!
For us-, yesterday is never truly over…. Not really. For us it will continue to haunt, torment,
and reinvent itself upon our every attempt forward and beyond, until our last dying
breath…. Beyond that particular moment i haven’t the foggiest!
That mystery we can only speculate upon,
and bicker to each-other about, over the many many many many unpoetic moments
that fill our lives…, but leads us, to this very last moment of intrigue.