White Malice

Palaces of ginger, palaces of white,

Malice be my mentor, guiding me at night,

We skirt the darkened shadows, drawn by glare of light,

For what would be our charge, if hidden from your sight?

I found a new writing cave today, it’s vacant,  it’s fenestrated, it’s awesome.

Where do you write?

Munk's opening line(s),

Pills. I eat pills morning, day and night. I don't like the taste, I eat them because I am hungry.   

Munk's "Opening Line" is yours to keep, use it. Munk

Today's music: Fleet Foxes, White Winter Hymnal. Headphones... eyes closed... there you go.