….. The old self minutes Ago, gone and away cold Sit, purpose, love more
poetry
Two pieces edited down. Three to go. For the winery profiles. Not taking an assignment like this again […]
No longer in Beelzebub’s cocina – MY words are revolver rounds – The ones with their decelerations become […]
Ignoring that What afflicts, the barbs expected No mirror now, just voided Smiling at this wall and that […]
Beginning to think Windsor and its Green are my Paris. My new Paris. Grateful. %%%%% After a power […]
Am I what, annoyed Yes, cuz they can just move mouth No question, just nod
Needed a poem for the day. At least one. Been writing more lately, certain events and interactions prompting […]
Just deciding to not give energy there anymore. Instead over here. What makes money, builds business and provides […]
9:27 Setting aside two hours to finish the winery owner profiles. Should be more than enough time, I […]
To more closely Consider That level Of lunacy