amerika, amerika, how you falter, how you run; remember running on the graves, of all your daughters and sons; turn away, you seek no cause,

A relaxing rest all alone, within one’s mind one truth presents peace

Women; are one error away From annihilation’s thrust Although this comes not from men Butt, from within their chosen occ… As throughout this nation smolderi…

The sands of time, are endlessly deep and eternally w… a void lost of mind, to all thought, of life ending lig… shifting forever over all,

“Generals gathered in their masses just like witches at black masses” 2014 midterm nightmares gleaning middle states bleed, from neo-conn… brown shirted, bragging haters lea…

“the body of solid blue, My Prayer; that I, might clean away the rust, in the crevasses, in the hinges, o… Come, with God and Gold and Pear…

Soils blood, imagination’s chagrin… personalities charge, mind’s ides… ground’s thoughts; life’s loads, a… complexion’s blend, essences’ seed… land’s body, conscious moods whelp…

Should ever there begin an ending towards any life’s sortie that shortly shorty often a coven’… sorter, sorrel, slobber, sorbet, o… this world’s load; shudder in thou…

Supposition magnifies what proposition probes imaginations clarify what consternations close repudiation separates

Pure sands beneath my feet, tide’s taste at my bare toes; on stretch of pristine beach, I watch lone sunset’s lull; here within my universe,

on Earth’s circumvallate he would be laid, lifeless upon the lap of his Mother and on that day would be named

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…

Selfish stoats wear familiar gloat… and fear a radar static’ scalping “Aqualung” to Jethro’s “bird” that spitting thing that Elle Mae broke the neck of…

A longing blush, dark almond eyes, loving glow all humanity surmise, perchance one’s myth, life’s stori… a blissful soul so poised; in gentle voice small truths profe…

On this night I open myself to that other side of wanderlust… remembering, the moves