[(penn-mar 91732) 2013 march]
(2013)
Friends, ask first of ‘where’ are… this question begs for an impish a… family, implies blood, of course f… however, simplicity’s rule rules e… future implores, truth’s present’s…
across this, the living walk on this day’s colourless rainbows all life thus returning, to this f… falling for eternity in the darkes… as wind’s waves scream, over one’s…
Truths of reason, truths of fact;… eternal mindfulness lacks self’s i… resound thunders, an inner chime w… life recoils rounds chambered, log… conviction’s horror, inner thought…
Worrisome ways is hunger’s wile, the body swoons as in the pot wate… the idea stirs, steam fills the ai… alas alone, in the water’s rip hun… a pinch of salt, and nothing else,
Political speak, unnaturally born… it reeks of lies; foundations biased, with inhumane… of this, we seek apprise; morally, its tweak of forked tongu…
One wind’s direction bares the sha… around which minds discretions’ la… whisperings heard, mime sharpened… that deeply knife these unskilled… somber, leans living’s wearied day…
curiosity; as the sun burns my thirst knowledge grows like a cactus STIMULATED is the
My life, bleeds into the well of this pen; its point to skin, life’s caustic sin; at loss, this connection,
lust, an elusive find, often not of heart, but mind; upon sweets touched, soft moist lips kiss yearned; that thought to take first,
Life’s woven webs, composed by nat… surround the calms, and feeds one’… elicits from, and in an ideals swa… what was true joy, behooves love s… Form, melts among a lifetime’s sea…
Globalization, to gobble this nati… amidst the future generations lost… equals, no more humane presence, this mass, the all of US out sour… society’s scourge, the profiteers…
Coordinates describe this configur… these being an element of the spac… Go figure! This space differs a b… some wiggling theory! Is the confi… of positions or fields; depends on…
A question begs; as do we all, of… mull the quack, and deplume any bi… soon will clear your thoughts to v… more closely into your personal vo… a peeping peer into your inner fea…
The struggle for survival’s questionable stability, exhausts the best of your energy for life; Assumption’s sass
Ah… the memories, those which dwel… such complexity, each invokes smil… in this moment lays, my efforts li… the truth be now known, life’s ref… On time’s constant stream, one’s m…