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...

I'll be dialing you up when I'm in needwant the most bang for my bucktell me of those plans that you got because whatever you're selling you know I'm buying I need the hook up even if you're caught...

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...

Donald Trump never was president just a failed reality TV star there was no insurrection because we're all grown ups Bernie Sanders was elected and everyone accepted the results we now have universal healthcare   and big business pays...

August 18, 1788    Mon Cher Donatien    I hung in a content silence. Your Japanese ropework held me up, off of the ground. The long lengths of rope culminated above me... all knots out of reach. But plainly visible. So...