Memory, not needing to say a word
for having vision within the soul.
Slaves, entwined in each other
Charioteer for your mind,... more »
I look inside my head, seeking secrets of my future
Yet as far as the eye can see is a canvas
A dazzling abyss of purity
I hear voice echoing in the distance... more »
The Old Man With A Goose
There once was an Old Man with a goose,
It had a colorful blue noose.
It had a young spouse,
Who lived in my house.... more »