Evolution comes with an editor
Everything must have a predator...

Must a common-era end with a period,
Sanctimoniously to please the myriad...

Once there was a prophet not so poetic
His poetic feet were actually pathetic...

We have beheld her as a sensual mother,
Desiring her many pleasures as no other...

Not only does love console
It enlightens the mind...

Dreams begin in the mind
Daring and unconfined...

Rhythms of speech, rhythms of the heart
Synthesis of the mind, and spirit of the art...

Once there was this creature void of beauty, and...
Looking for affection from anyone who seemed warm...

Mouth from the South
The was should be were...

Dig my grave, and dig it deep
What you sow you shall reap...

Tunnel
Tunnel vision has got me down...

Rarely am I possessed by raging wrath
If possible I prefer a more passive path...