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Copyright 2018 Michael S. Davis

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the Cover is actually a picture of some surrounding buildings that I took while looking out a window of a hotel while in the most beautiful country; the Netherlands. the picture is intentionally distorted with the intent of making it look like a watercolor painting, but in truth it’s a simple cell phone photo. I highly recommend that you go and find the location!

































you may escape the eyes of men, but you shall never escape the eye of god”







Table of Contents:

The Great Cat

Before the Next

Cut by Blue Eyes

Taken to the Grave

Don’t Compare Me

Not a Muslim

Woodchuck

I’m a Buddhist

Terminal but Treatable

Impossible to Know

Pretending

Call me Winner

First Follower

Want

She’s Inside

From Nothing

Hello again, Stephen

It’s an odd time

Unthinkable Thoughts

The Trouble with being Me

The Desires of Men

Perhaps, had I

Red Light Romance



















Prologue









This book is filled with perspective; I’m attempting to allow you to see the world through my eyes. Painted pictures are generally stretched, distorted, stroked through the eyes of the artist. for me, words are my art, distorted as they may be the intent is to show you what I’ve seen.

Read carefully and you may see the world as I have and do!

















Life is a blank canvas, and although I’m no artist, I have been known to throw a little ink at it once in a while!





















Chapter One; the only one

In the words of Mister Construed X;

You’ll never write anything worthwhile if you don’t give it your time”

1:26 in the morning, what did you find?

Close your eyes and feel the pages, do all of the bumps rhyme?





The Great Cat



pacing, pacing to and fro

serenity found by counting boards

back and forth in a figure eight

someone please unlock the gate



freedom seen but never found

through crystal pain the view profound

passing by, the spinning world outside

sitting locked, just waiting to die



torture lasts as decades pass

insanity is paste in mental plaste


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