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On nights like these, I’m a-sounding like the sublime Notes that fly. The inner voices to the outer ear One with all energies around me Including the audience’s reaction To my flight, we are together Inside our own jet stream … Continue reading
The art that surrounds me are images of images already in place I am the one who is expected to make a decision through them, these paintings, figurines….for they are Copied onto permanent canvas, drawn into form, molded into judgement … Continue reading
In hot summer With night sky exposed We sit with backs to the planet Searching for satellites. Those stars that move Ploughing the heavens In strict straight lines……..and then Once found, followed, observed, concluded in A celebration of our simple … Continue reading
Climbing down the stairs, through the dead living room Out the missing front door. how simple the world is, To leave you behind peculiar, too easy, resigned world, Yet irate, torn between silence and wilderness Both shone brightly. Both were … Continue reading
Inside the blue melody, exists The longing that exudes from us. Proves, we are all dynamics Ingrained in buzzed-out bodies. With arms flying alive Reaching for sound Feet uncontrollable, legs alien Outside ourselves, always, as we Feel the shake, when … Continue reading
Unhowling has been published.