THE CIRCLE

TROUBLED DAYS

BLISTERED AND

BETRAYED
STAND SILENT
AGAINST THE
SCREAMING

BACKGROUND

OF ANTIPATHY...

WARS ARE WAGED

WITH SLOGANS

AND TRITE MOANS

AS DEMONS
OF ANGER

RISE OUT OF

FERTILE SOIL...

DECADENT HOURS

SPIN BY

IN SEARCH OF
THE MOTHER LOAD

WHILE DREAMS END

IN TEAR DRENCHED
MOMENTS....

TOIL AND

TROUBLE ABOUND

LIKE MARBLES

LOST IN

THE DUST

OUTSIDE
THE CIRCLE....

Bobby Jameson June 10, 2010