Monthly Archive: September, 2016

The Gill of Papyrus

I own no TV, Yet, I am an image. I have resourceful thinking, Yet, I scoured the pilgrimage For a redundant meaning of a text Of holy misunderstandings Of seldom held belief And… Continue reading


Oh, to be the lightening bolt, Riding on the sea! Oh, to be the determinous volume of sounds reverberating. To be, to be, to be alive! About a melody That is the jive!… Continue reading