'Without order, nothing can exist. Without chaos, nothing can evolve.'
The only thing I want you to know about me, you who are reading this, is that I yearn for your criticism.
I reach out a
bright, big, bug-eyed hand to the
whose grasp reflects intense, childlike candor... more »
Cozy, I set to fire tenderness
overcooked, spewing firelight tales -
plaid and checkered and striped.
Come wrap yourself in comfort’s clothes... more »
I dip my feather pen into you,
ink bottle of inspiration,
as I dip my tongue into you
your perspiration,... more »