So, it's been a while. I've jaunted off and did my own thing. The novel 'Godspeed and Goodnight' is in the works and nearly finished. Call this a teaser of sorts. More information on the first page. Sometimes I just want to make an 8000 word rhyming allegory about my fear of growing distant ad infinitum; watching everything go on without you, regulated to but memory. Brief tangent aside, the poem contains: suicide and death (lots), swear words, and an inability to structure words so that it flows out of the mouth nicely. Cover: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/369787819388417592