The worldspeaks a languagebeyond translation,alluring and arcane,safe in its secrecycalling us all.
It’s not about the bunnies… David Lynch
Everyone wants a shoe to fit.A shoe should tella comfortable tale.Yet…
the sittingthe waitingthe brick wallthat we are up againstthe firing squadof judgementreloadswith fresh lies…
All that is solid melts into air…
Make my halting wordsinto flamesfiring an altar,holy for ages;
Would you believe me?Tar and feather? Ride the rail?Sun’s up, let’s boogie!
Ἐλευθερία
Trickster of myriad masks,he slips identities like weak knots,shifting from moment to…
John 8:32
We often mistake ourselvesfor serious people becausewe write about serious subjects.