Never letting go, penetrating alternative
replies to every thought.
Always following, forgiving nothing, holding
onto angles, mathematically.
Formulating many formulas never before been
thought of, tried or tested.
Keeping altogether, myriads of ideas, as they
fall down into cisterns of odd-sounding tones.
in times of difficulty and adverse stresscaused by others who are incompetent.
Bringing tears to mind afterwards, flowing downstream and into vaults of steel.Encased, treasured, protected for an eternity of absolution, awaiting forgiveness.
Carrying me onto a ship being held expressly for my self.Looking forward to exiting the final harbor of my soul.
There’s no explanation, no rhyme or reason – just peoplewho feel they have power to control and ruin others.Splashed with prejudice, allowed to live in houses withnot much more than the amenities of a cave.Poor people in Phoenix have been taken, turned out,stomped upon and left to die outside of spaciousbuildings and skyscrapers of downtown…
Giving intuition a calm rhetoric, following each idea down opposite directions, never opposing the flow of words in tandem with musical etudes.
