“THE untold want by life and land ne'er granted, Now voyager sail thou forth to seek and find.”  Walt Whitman  In the way  piano plays in an empty room, trains hold commuters  as travelling hearts in skin baggage, poetry passports are open to declare  Steel...

NOT ON X-MAS EVENot gonna shave my legs......not gonna lie in bed...going to church instead...of doing you!!!Praying to God so loud!My head is saintly bowed!Shouting it out to you...I'm not sucking it!Christmas is almost...here!My morals you can't steer!Have yourself...

Before We Die before we die, we must be sure to read the book of longing .. maybe together under an ancient yet still white foaming quilt and with a rogue bough tapping against our well steamed up bedroom window .. for I know that you...