A Toast!

Here's to those like you and me:
Constant scholars and connoisseurs of the fine arts. Critics of premiere human expression delivered in many a medium, ranging from the purely refined to the utterly distasteful. Our undying curiosity for the human condition and psychological motive wanders from day to day continuously searching for the answer to the inevitable question: "Why?"

Brokenhaerted

My fingers gently glide through the tracks,
they gather themselves to cradle it.
Leaking sentiments
a grasp in vain,
but at something.
Smooth beige poured out from a fist,
the tiniest grains sift under my nails. I feel: everything