I have a very special brother who died when he was born for his death inspired my birth. I am two people then. From tears to joy I came. The wolves call me honey. More then that a lightening storm changed me. I learned to enjoy lightening and flashes. I even forgot about the moon.

Steam walking down Apocolypse Avenue hissing like a maine coon. Fingers were circling above pointing wildly. You winked and put your coat on and decided to take the stairs up to the tea room where she waiting in a red feathered dress.

Welcome mostly.

For victory at Ukrainian Mariopol!

I have a dream in my empty pocket!

I am asking google to show that it wins over facebook in the fight for increased freedom of expression and speech and also a better world.

I do not like marriage rings as for marriage mostly tragic contracts and farce wedding for the fool for life. As the spin off some weep in pain and others laugh in triumph. They fade away as they make haste for the wedding bed. A meeting spot for the angels to kiss the fool one last time.

My advice to young poets is not to forget nouns, yet let cliches fade from your mind. A poem will eventually seem to write itself and then the universe will become yours. A muse is the greatest treasure to discover, nothing compares.

The wonderful thing about poets is how they avoid ideology and even philosophy!

Physics facts getting smaller, is that possible?

Hope comes soon as now.