At Buck Island
Yesterday
I laid
Before an Octopus
We shook our foots
Head to Head
Far from Dead
We Danced
Amongst the Sands
Above the Plates
We Sang
It began to Reign
On the upside
Inside and Out
The Silence UNDER-(we)-STOOD.
False Foots.
About ABSTRACT KING
I'm originally from a small town in Central Texas, Lampasas. In the early stages writing was often spurred by some emotional event. What is currently on the Abstract King website is "the tip of the iceberg" so to speak. A pile of indecipherable hand written journals, thousands of photos, and hundreds of hours of video have sat collecting dust in storage over the years. Wondering about the effects fire, flood, or death would have on this massive amount of "me", drove me to create something more permanent. So, I began digitizing all the written words, editing, and sharing pieces with friends. The site is an extension of the positive feedback and intrinsic value I have received since. For the sake of creation, I put it out there for you. If you have an emotional response along the paths in my kingdom, then that's a bonus!