My one regret is the bloodline I derived fromI’m not a pedigree or a monkey’s uncleMy father is a penniless swamiMy mother is a peace creepWe live up the river,near a civil war battle groundWhen there is a downwind,the...

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...