"The suspense is terrible. I hope it will last." Oscar Wilde
"The only true thoughts are those which do not grasp their own meaning." Adorno
I come to your house looking for you but find only your middle child seeking visions. I call you by your given name. You do not come out. The doors are unlocked and a mangey bird sits by the window you left open. It says, Camp out overnight! for surely the man enamored by darkness... Continue Reading →
"I don't change. I simply become more myself." Joyce Carol Oates
"For PARDON is nothing but the granting of peace." -Thomas Hobbes
Does it hinge on a string? Does it call itself Miss or Mister? Are things between things also things? Like flings? And what about their shadows? Do they do things—sweet or sinister? Would a drop of water make it grow? Would a drop of water make it sink?
Usually when I look at you, I see myself: reclusive, prodding, often sleepy and usually when I think of you I think of how my left is your right how we have the same background and even our blinking comes entwined but then I looked at you recently and I only peeked, returning my gaze... Continue Reading →
Violet sky—black nebulous— Something in the atmosphere— Crooning—Purple— The Color of Pleasure Purple—Royalty among things. and things in things are things are things and things..two things. three things. purple things...with wings. Sings of something fantastical. Like a violet sky. Yes: like Beauty of the Mind.
Delightfully mad and sad I am So true, so true! Ignited by your humanity, and my insanity ensues. Forsooth! Such famous fury and surely, you'd feel it too— for if not I'd be all alone in this, my visionary tune!