There’s too much blood here, too much blood to...
in any meaningful way – I spill poetry, and it...
Let me go into long pause.
I want to dig my consciousness...
I can only compare you, to the sun
With all memories, I still hold of you...
You know
I'll have to make the best of this...
you shrug
and every time...
The rhythm beat of sax floated
over from the canopied jazz club...
There's something about my heart
and quantum physics, I forgot...
For a third of my life
I've worshiped Death...
I've lived my life for eternity,
So many things for me to see...
I am leaving my plans of silence behind,
since it appears out of my hands now...
It was like a combat
exercise at sunset...
At a place by the sea, pelicans in flight float...
Beloved souls of my life, past and times...