\\\SERIOUSLY, what would a poet Be
if all the words written were of
love? Desert. Dry. Fragments
of pieces of wishing? Who knows –
only you. But this I know.

we want only a few things in this
life: Sex, food, comfort, shelter,
and love.

Aside of that. The few remaining
awaken who dream wish a bit more.

truth, life, knowledge, and
the taste of GOD.

I’m sleeping on the right of the bed.
take the rest of it. \\\

:: 09-25-2017 ::