Author: kenbunny

Time is a garden, bigger than we know... To pick all the weeds, I'm gonna need all my Hoes! 

The breath of my fire is doused in the clarity of your reigning truth> I fill my booth with kisses, that echo divinity forth, from mouths of sweet and knowingly undermined conditions containing youth-- Howling at the projection, of the grand Gemini new moon, I melt into my highest self, bringing fruition into my being,… Continue reading Souly Now →

Rocking the book, and burning old ideals, Over-standing values, in reference, to heal.

Dancing within the broken spires that speak of stones once frozen, I awake my knowing of compassion, and my ability to feel passion for the chosen. I am free from the self I constructed, out of the plastic of used spouts, I feel the elasticity of my muscles, as my choice ignites the composition of… Continue reading Invocation of Soul, by Self →

Mind over matter, matters to The Mind--

With smiles amidst Joy, The Moon reigns down tears of recognition,  and messages written in indetectable noise. Sounds to gaze and see past,  a day dependent on haze.  I recount the communal blessings, in infinite, countless ways. 

I am who I am. I will always be this. One cannot stifle the creativity of their mind's movement-- nor shall I be distracted by a device made for machines, to make my eyes feel heavy & my knowing sound extreme. There is poison in my food and the air that I breathe. I am… Continue reading Illuminine (9), not Undermine  →

There is much more in play, than a villain or a beast. There is much more psyche, in a resolution than in a theme.

It looked strange when I first found out my hands were made of dust, feathers & dust, dusty moments are hard to trust, this is true, but where do we find ourselves? The moon sets itself upon the sky, without denial or chance to defy, branches are busy growing, & I want to be as… Continue reading The Dreamer’s Lament →