When the World Went Mad Again It moved inside rather than turning inward. Broadcasting virtual singalongs  as a circus for the masses as their daily bread,  Our ethos slipping into oblivion Our isolation became physical  rather than just social, political, and economic.  Clowns and “artists” ingratiate themselves by inflating the world with their illusory means, ...Read More

I Am the Thou Moon, I see you  As a reflection of me Waxing and waning in the wake of her She, that sun goddess that burns so brightly That luminescent mystery That fills the world with warmth Permitting only a temporary glimpse Of that ultimate mystery Her joy cascading forward Her body resonating with...Read More