The words fall from my eyes as streams of light, they tell a story; they pick and choose a serving man I called and called and called Peaces of the pie, I partook in and found none, peace in the pain, I gave it a spin as a no-body, as a no-thing (from 0-9) Openings …
Tag Archives: Sensitivity
Exceptionally sensitive to nuance
Can it be that the changes are turning the tries again Ineffable occurrence showing up like an impossible dream Nude of soul beauty and extending all hands as the sky falls Ether we are together or we’re not together; ’cause I’m here Emanating movement drawing out my tears and I am Listen to sounds of …
The Immaculate Perception 