Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
thumping words hammering in my mind. wanting an outlet at the doorway of fate asking for forbearance
cognizance’s end elucidation's catastrophe totality in the doldrums stupefied, abeyant i wait....