Writing
2009
Among it
Glancing, life was a burial processionI melted with the crowd toward the graveA yell from ground…
Forgiveness
Kill me in the open viewWhere the seen is unrealPick up a stone from that holy…
John 2nd
Today another angel had diedA world is marching to prayerA thought of good and
Every
Every moment that slaps one's conscious existence, could be a halting point or a jolting spring.…