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I am here,  I am Alice,  A vision of a tear,  That is alive, That is vacant of fear, I am you, I am me, I am all reprocussive Not a theme, I… Continue reading

Spoken Truism

“The dream falls in heavy on the brink of an early rising moon. The day, soaked in envy for a child fed glory by a spoon, Feeling and open and certain to be,… Continue reading

Whoooo are you?

Underground is the sport that gives, the game the name of reporting shives, Above the trance of forlorn eyes, Is the foam that must choice in disguise, Thank you in all, and thank… Continue reading

Review & Interpretation of Set I: Phish, MSG, 12/28/2016

The energy was palpable at a show nobody could miss. Wookies had flocked to the Madison Square region of New York City for a night that was shaping up to be anything but… Continue reading

Buffalo Walk

Buffalo Walk in the walk of the chant right by, Is of voice, Rings truth divine. Of seeding of sowing Of being right here. Of joining the crowd For the knowledge so dear.… Continue reading

The Companion

Excitement in verse Is all that is to be. Life within a crucial effort To push on til the dream If this is that, and I am so, How do fractions of my… Continue reading

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

Share Your Shoes

Obsession, Over a picture, Of a soul  That could lighten the traveler, And teach the code.  Of ethics, Of morale, And certainly, of point. To co-create a habitat Silent within noise. Near is… Continue reading

Copper Gold

Write a poem, They say, They say, I pick up my pencil, To their dismay, Is she following orders? How out of whack, For this girl to follow rules Would show a sign… Continue reading