Hide your drunkenness from the wickets
because drunkenness stop them to uphold
the mockery of their masks

O come on, at least the blood of watermelons are on our hands.

Sometime small things are more spacious than the vast things.
Sometimes a moment is vaster than lifetime,
a simple friendship
more than
the brotherhood that empowers your reason in this world.
Sometimes not being, defines our beings.

People so often expect to be able to manipulate you
the same way they manipulate themselves.

True artists are true gods
who create the world
the way it should be
not the way
that
it
is

What glues everything together
is the truth.

When women and men have conflict of interest
It is because they are man and woman
If they were more human than they are man and woman
They would not have.

You can mask your fangs
behind a sweet innocent smile.
You can hide
your mean clutches inside a pair of fancy gloves,
but
you could never hide your soul
from poetry,
behind
poetry.
You could never conceal unsightliness
behind
clarity.

Their crusade has never ended
for
they even
crucified
their own God.

How long do I have to paddle along
to learn that I am not alone,
at least within myself
or else
I could not paddle at all