(2015)
The sound-cloud with a silence act… White soft smoke with a bright Foamy art, The sound-cloud travels with light And circles in an area,
I am done losing my sense to tired… Bidding my streak with holliness, Conversing to the dawn in nakednes… Muting my ever so gracious talent In every nightfall,
For death will applaud to us and w… To thee not death.
We go from Dust to Dust Bones to Bones Cleared by air Bitten By Termites Sulked by rain
I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
Give me A guitar With No strings, Mouth me
Is life meant to be? Is love meant to stick? Is death meant kill? What chapter do you call this? In this chapter, I have wept for…
My favorite Kind of people Are poets, Writers But I respect
It will never go or give up, It is a wanted resident Making its way to a
I feel like I have seen them all And buzzing around in black and wh… White socked into bleach of evils… They wish to break us all but With divine intervention we surpas…
I can play Different roles But there have To be no rules Or tears because
Close your eyes What do you see? Light Or darkness They are as bad as Each other, too
We’d hope to say what they meant As we have seen them come and go Sprouting the heart of the lonely… Cruising the bell and towing the l… They’ve pour their wisdom, fears,…
Revisited I am revisiting my younger mind, A mind of an old warrior holding o… Spares and arrows, A mind of many endured monks chant…
It could be one way to live occupi… That is tacking every trousers in… Despise, and dressing every space… Empty space for sin to lose intere… In its options to form in your lif…
