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 ***  

Could you go on If you felt you couldn’t goOn..? Could you be strong if you could no longer be Strong..? Is this the point we reach. As the point of all this..? To be so fucked up You cannot get Up..? Observing the direction existence seems to be swerving for the deserving&Undeserving. I say I...