I'm an idiot...without being self-deprecating,Socratic, or sensational--I state this.My intelligence is Everywhere...but thatvery intelligence refuses..
...Could it Be other than as it Is?...As you would have it, is how you'llhave it...the very form of your haveand have not--split down the middleof pra..
A red rose garden submerged bya flash flood...a break in clouds.The sun plays across the red rosegarden, an aqua posterity...as ifluminescent blinds o..
...You, dearest vagary, aplomb--werebrought to bear.Vicissitude of memory which is thedispersion of identity.Of a time, and of a place--you...amellifl..
Walls are cocksure pages...the supposed squelch of theinarticulate stick figure.Commandeered by dualisticforces that paralyze...fromthe Crown up?Konst..
Clutch this passing away...gold-fleckwith outpouring hands this sableworkspace.Ruffle angelic feathers in a fit ofloving zeal...oblige them holiday.Te..
Light's sauntering laughter's plenty welcomein any House I may construct in and out ofdoors.A cherished respite where No spacehas lapsed...why are you..
A most liturgical darkness pains the spideryveil of a prey and preyed upon star.Hardwon quietude differentiates obsoletecenters to contrive the offing..
Here...take hold my eyes--wear them.What do you see...my presence,or my absence?There...I'll take hold your eyes--wear them.What do I see...your prese..
...To die of air, in the thin of...whose commerce was breath.Whereby beauty swoons of itself...compressed revelation unto thee...come to...O lucid adv..