Writing

What is it that man desires most?

Walking through a vallef of broken shards I come upon myself.

Pain creates the strength to go for your own truth, to unleash it.

New Poem. Fresh from the press, still sizzling and burning, will you dare enter into this dimension?

There is only one thing special about Life… It’s in the moment they say. Yet is that what you say also, or are it their words only you keep on repeating, hoping they might become true one day?

This, that, such and so is what it is about.My head is spinning, my eyes are watering. This is THE truth. Open your eyes, suck it all up. Drown in my misery masquerading as LAW.Oh yes I am free, I have the dollarz and the mansions. I has the cars and everything but a full … Read more

The devil is not ME….

Cusp the Moon, Cup the sky in thine Hands.Fly high, ever onward into the Netherregions of your mind.Kiss the sky ever onward into the realm of the blind.Burn your wings and your feet for none shall take you any further, nor be of much service. Now where are you? Dunno? Welcome to the club, the … Read more

Sorry Eye, Sorry for the sky.Plead guilty, plead all you want.Sorry for so many things but do they even matter in the end? Is not every breath taken a miracle? Is not every step taken beyond imagination? Ah no I am not flexible enough. I am not:open enough.empty enough.proven on my own two feet.weathered and … Read more