You have not known what you are.
You have slumbered upon yourself all your life.
Your eyes have been as much as closed most of the time.
What you have done is already in mockeries.

The mockeries are not you.
Underneath them
And within them,
I see you lurk...

-Walt Whitman


dear coffin rock

Dear Coffin Rock,

I am sorry I've been fickle lately, but I assure you I am aching to just to pour my insides in here just like the old days. It just shows that time moves faster when you decide to actually live (meaning work). :)

Without wax,