The wounds of youth, remember them… scratch or cut, word or thought, s… flesh and or mind resilient, to th… each sigh, each confessors moan, s… Deep within the longing mind, in s…

Verisimilar thoughts displayed, entombed within minds capricious; circumstances change one’s ideal, living’s touch proven specious; secernate life’s divide,

Packed for attack tact due center released from that void into this world I enter

life changes, love in stages; lusts one had, love just a fad; want love that stays,

pain’s tears drench my soul my blood flowing blue, takes contr… seducing both agony and ecstasy pain exquisitely melds into pleasu… as one’s closed eyes secretly smil…

Seems absurd, or so absurd this se… to read between such seams seeming… photo graph or mega craft or a dra… and make sure it is room temperatu… as there is a difference between c…

who that one wits’ curl fun way truth.. tet, sure was proof soft in the hooves

As the fly to flypaper ribbon; i.e… I am the macro to these micro, par… of the theoretical substance beknownst to L.E. Boltzmann as th… What the chuckle, or that silence

Let US simplify, Humanity’s H.D… to the most basic elements of need… Water, food, and fun; of these we… agree to drink or swill or swim, t… or feast or famine; to smile or fr…

My life, bleeds into the well of this pen; its point to skin, life’s caustic sin; at loss, this connection,

Righteousness expressed in struggl… comes shining in a single lifetime… From life’s shadows dim a gift wil… explicit in one solemn watcher’s g… Prosperity’s plex is so placed in…

All the world’s words, fool’s gold, or most quested wealt… quagmire for humans, and precursor, to poor mental heal… cunningly used against foe,

Thought radiates out Humans constitute desire Souls flying higher

Heart fire is fueled by truth not… thus gifts all minds serene; permutes a consciousness confused, result a soul of facet sheen; perverse lapse, irresolute trait,

Timid so, time’s ides approach; thought, drains an ever empty mind… morning’s yawn, an hour’s drive; destination’s loss, is vision ques… rising in life’s misting mores;