the ability to connect and communicate
governors who we are...

we have a type of radar at work within us
some would call it intuition...

tears, birthing a poem, so common
the melodramatic is always the inspiration behind...

there are other ‘Me's’ lurking in the shadows...
who are hiding from the sunshine...

Intersecting past and future, ‘is now’!
You need to learn the art of self-discovery...

Spin doctors play a part
Head games, seeding reasonable doubt...

I am a man
A victim...

without waves the sea becomes a pond
the moon retired...

it’s all jagged about my edges
I am an emotionally driven, person...

my path going forward, clinging to the cliff face...

00Skipping about surfing the synapse, sparking...
Fanciful thoughts, philosophical thoughts...

can you not see, when your eyes are closed...