I want to dance

*art by phong/written by Astha I want to dance. I love dancing. Its not fun dancing alone… The beat is drowned out, The lights are dull and my body is stiff and dancing with all different people all day long… it is wonderful but the dance changes too often and…

Do Not Blame Me… I Do

*photo by Astha/written by phong Do not blame me for what I must do. It is what I do that makes this Simple, Perfect Universe Go round. I am trailed by the lost and weary. I am guided by the strong And weary. Stuck in the Middle, I simply must…

Flesh

*art by phong & Astha/written by Astha FLESH Fire flames are dancing in the air The flick of the bick Sparking anger lights the wick Metal to flesh Skin sizzling and melting hair My anger floats away For a minute or two it is at bay My sweet highway of…

Beautiful, Beautiful

*photo by phong/written by phong Beautiful, Beautiful… indeed. In images adored by the Soulless, Forgotten in manufactured Gloss…   Shoved aside By the Blind in decayed Floss, with Lying guide Of Witless mind A Sorrowed Loss.   Beautiful, Beautiful… Without question. In Treasure Adored by the Unseen, Remembered in bright…