If variety is the spice of life my sobriety is equivalent to rolling seven on a cubic diceStanding tall like united lice on laboratory prisoned mice will sooth the soul and mute the sighsGoodbyes are poor receptions in disguiseWicked...

It never rains inManhattanDuring theSpringYes I can do without theRainI must say that I amEnjoying the Good weatherThat we are having every dayIn ManhattanThe Central ParkBrings back to meGood memories of child hoodThat now is gone foreverOut of my...

Four Quiet Seasons - One Loud ManWould you please just look at me,I tend to oscillate and goaround and around in increasinglyunpredictable circles,chasing my tail, but hardly making  even the faintest sound ..But if the truth was only known...

I killed a rat not happy about that,but what other choice did I have?It wouldn't just leave of its own accord.It had found a nice cosy place in my home,a place to set up house and breed.I'm sorry your life...

Inside the mystic gardenForever enticedBy silent trails of eden Hungry for the hidden tasteOf knowledge unseenIn fruits already eaten What fools are we to lingerWhere the burn still achesSearching for a place to slay Drifting still from heaven's handFar away from homeNaked,...