Mood Swing # 23: Pendulum.i thought to let it go       ..not to dig too deep...inside of you       you thought otherwise....to Hell with Mercy       strung on my hung curvature...your Sexual Avatar...

This is just the epic I recite—another lie dressed up in light,one smooth line at a time,dripping honey, sweet with rhyme.In the hope it might concealevery raw wound I still feel,tucked beneath each crafted line,woven threads in grand design.More...

August 3, 1788  Cher D. Last night was a treat, you allowed me to wear clothing. A cherry blossom colored robe from Japan with a simple waist tie. It fit like a second skin. Elegant yet sexy. I felt more beautiful...

It seems my life is crypticalalways forever ellipticalas I again orbit around myselfanother unread book on a shelf All of these secrets kept withina true bounty of virtue and sinyet left here forever unreadhiding behind words still unsaid A life lived...