Monday, August 22, 2011
The night draws past the mangled memories to something new. Selfward looking eyes fall upon someone else and Aloysius begins. Ranging to autumn lands made new in their burnt in dreams. This once and future land mingled and mixed though soon to oily separate upon awake. Now Aloysius climbed secret steps hidden for the alien but yawning wide for the alienated. This where once he belonged, friended and enthronged.