Poet’s Way Memorizin poems – Chasin inspiration The life of a poet Cold bold graves absorbing heat waves Visions of the light of day Where the light of the sun, helped me Find my way -Every day, the animals come out to...

Black, white – White, black How many times the rhymes return to: No going backAnd now We have a uniform of nothingness to place upon the form To go out into the storm Like sheep amidst the slaughter. SonDaughter. Sun Moon. Follower Occulted into The cult. Not I: NWP til I Die***Cipher Poems ***