BECAUSE NO ARTIST ONLY HAS ONE TASTE IN ART!
....or maybe i just have multiple personalities?
hmm..your guess!
!ENJOY THE VARIETY!
[because each and every one of these is
chosen specially
for what it means and speaks to me.]
....so pay attention closely....


















































































































































<sub>the sunlight makes a path through the wind and through the rain, reaching for me sweetly through the recesses of pain. and, my mind starts drifting slowly, like the vapors of my breath; dancing like the demons i have not forgotten yet.
let me run in the breath of the sun; leaving every hurt and every dreamless night unsung. if i fly i can make it; let me try and touch the sky
...standing in the drizzle of another chance gone by.
the rain upon the rooftop warms the sun as thick as blood, straining like a reason as it drips into the mud. it is tapping on the window, it is bleeding on the pain. i run to close the curtains, but i can't escape the rain.
let me run in the breath of the sun; leaving every hurt and every dreamless night unsung. if i fly i could make it; let me try and touch the sky
....standing in the drizzle of another chance gone by.
over coffee and a paper, i put socks onto my feet. i rummage for distraction like a poor man on the street. searching for salvation in whatever i can feel; tangible and seperate to remind me i am real.
let me run in the breath of the sun; leaving every hurt and every dreamless night unsung. if i fly i can make it; let me try to sky
....standing in the drizzle of another chance gone by.
standing
in
the
drizzle....
of
another
chance?
gone
by.
. . . g o n e b y


..elizabethAnderson.
my darling.</sub>