I died last night.And after succumbing to the plight,I woke up to a heaven which I’ve never worshiped.Oh, stout and mighty were the pillars flanking the gate!Had I lived of purer faith; I would have seen that my soul...

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...