An oasis in the eye of a storm.

"Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain."



But of course my dear,

What else would you expect?

What you want is clear,

But what happens if it's not what you get?

Your rising anger brings me no fear,

No reason to get excited now don't get upset.

Lets talk over a glass of ice cold beer.

Let's skip over the empty misleading subjects.

Struck by our hammer the truth will come near.

And we'll glide over the heavier and denser prospects.

Moving along, lets shift the gears.

Give time to the situations that deserve respect.

We've conversed for what seems many a year.

You so happen to desire the few things I can't reject.

I'm sorry I dont mean to tire your ear.

But it's no longer time to recieve; it's not time to reflect.

I know you've listened to all not said here.

Relieve the silent moments spent on hidden projects.

{T}