I Am Inside Someone Who Hates Me.

Words Have Users, But As Well, Users Have Words. And It Is The Users That Establish The World's Realities.

What Will Be / The Sacred Words?

Lately, I've Become Accustomed To The Way The Ground Opens Up And Envelopes Me Each Time I Go Out To Walk The Dog.

I Am A Soul In The World: In The World Of My Soul The Whirled Light From The Day The Sacked Land Of My Father.

Poetry Is Music, And Nothing But Music. Words With Musical Emphasis.