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“Riches” line sealed tombs. “Love” lines our infinity, Free to all who choose.

Leaves illuminated By a lone streetlight. Patches of green, Phosphorescent, Pierce the hazy black Of a summer night. Voices laugh Out of the s..

Please take a pill, You know you’re ill. In tweet and twill, Your words are swill. Your glory, vain, Your grammar, pained, Your ‘fac..

And so they are, The prisons, the soaring megaliths that swallow souls, Pillars of purloined power swaying on shifting tectonic plates, Blueprinte..

Once she thought the world was round, Until she walked and found the jagged edges, And the sharp places that tore her feet. But, what is this?&rdqu..

I cheated Age with My Poker Face. Now Age comes, To collect my debt.

Prismatic sun-flecks of immortality We are, Caught in the thrall of now. Energy pure, Salt conducting symphony in a roiling red sea, As it did in..

Find your peace. Live it. Let no-one take it from you. You are its chalice.

Live and discover, We don’t know what we don’t know. Search for the reveal.

I seek my wealth In the gold of sunflowers. I seek my jewels In emerald verdant fields. I seek my treasure In coasts of living coral. I seek my ..