That tempest in her churning her dark gray contorted face her razor teeth digging into the s… those scowling eyes of steel that swastika burned into her neck

Body of woman, body of man, A design above all earthly thought… Of systems generating systems, An eternal desire staying on cours… Of each replica remaining exact,

The boss, the vigilant one, The one who converts Minutes into seconds, Who is adept at calculus, Who see the whole picture,

She laughed with her friends, but only a half hearted laugh. The other half was in control of her emotions for fear of exposing her inner self, that joyful or sad self that suffers fro...

Weaving through life and life of d… Hanging onto fragile threads, I continue on my journey of wonder… Holding onto the real and the imag… The mobile and the immobile,

Transitory wings of white and gold… beauty in flight and rivers in mot… doors swinging open for the pure a… clarity speaking in a familiar ton… divinity opening up its heart,

I am as lost as lost can be. I’m in the wilderness with my smart phone, and I don’t know how to use it. Before technology was taken to a new level by superior intelligence, my thought...

The mystery of the deep down insid… Where probing is a futile venture, A search curtailed by fear above a… A witch’s asylum inside the comple… The darkness ne’er to see the ligh…

Pressed against the floor under volumes of books written in the language of the dea… in tombs of the unimaginable, the slaves of the prosaic,

A Flower’s Seed Your body is so slight and trivial But yet you surge ahead Out of your iron-clad armour Up to the sun in all thy glory

Business and Music He hears music from his heart Of passion flowing like busy river… Heavy pounding and floating air An ode to throbbing extremities

Without Wings He flies like an eagle, the sky fo… Who needs wings when dreams take h… His world is adorned with polka do… Of floating iron and swirling tres…

Between two silky thighs apart, flaming cello with a beating heart… lovely limbs and lovely sounds, erotic prelude to a weeping cantat… crimson gates to the hinterland

Swaying, drifting, new silence dow… quiet dancing in the rivers of the… aquatic gardens, nautical flowers… artistic moving with influential c… touching but not touching,