Give it air & let the scar on your soul reveal itself, because, like the body, it too was made to heal itself.

The sun still lives his silent vows to the moon, by bowing to kiss her feet whenever she walks in the room.

You are theremedy of intensityi need in my life, tospin me out of themiserable monotonyof working on life'sdaily assemblylines.

You play me with your jazz & leave me with the blues.

The head of all flower heads is one flower; the sunflower in the sky, that gives the others vivid color stemming from the inside.

i am anearthquake& dancemost heavilyupon all myfaults.

You'd corner me in your conformity but even in dormancy i'm sleeping with enormity, stretching the belly of the earth & everything i was born to be.