One’s own inquisition had me stuck rhyming in a prison, Till euphoria engulfed me like a prism . The magician technician finally
I found beauty in my pain, Beauty in things that were broken. Beauty in the words that were, and…
Beautifully crafted notes about the gold chakra in my throat Colorful varicose veins from techn… show I’m no joke with these rhymes…
Recited infinite amount of rhyme, an infinite amount of time’s. Performed sublime symbols and signs in a stone mason shrine. Was baptize with corn oil and wine…
Recent telepathic conversations with interstellar installations causes titillation skin sensations The amalgamation of information will cause transformation, out-of –this world publ...
On a hot summer day, her birthday. There was a man who took hours making a beautiful
Herbs and rhymes so fuckin intertw… i write all the time they say Im out of my mind and tha… Sometimes lighting fills the sky i hear angels cry when i cry...
In spite of all the parasites and… I’m nice Read my library twice then built a… Look at what he’s doing and how he… The inhuman mutant Rasputin has m…
Love has become my lover She will never suffer. From pauper to prince with just on… Her laughter the gates of heaven,… Her body, a space odyssey.
Honey bedroom voice, Glowing amber face, Olympian goddess shape, Forbidden red apple lips to taste. Her enchantment I can not escape,
Life is weirder then fiction, When looked through a prism Of world wide conquest, colonialis… Or subliminal imperialism. We must stop their mission to ensl…
If radio waves last forever, Then my membranes ever under press… I can muster then utter a filibust… But firmly rooted in my fears. My creative ideas will never be cr…
I write sonnets nightly, You have taken your gift of writing to lightly, Your so unlike me. In a windowless room with a thousand candles burning, Im at the incursion of learning the twi...
Never dared to reveal how much I cared, Guess I’m just to scared. Laughed as we listen to old songs and sang along,
Could it be the way I converse when I write my verse that’s a gift and a curse? Is it my subtext?, or my timing?.