Sunlight Dreaming

  fading purple flowers lie softly plush stitching old old knees and infant fingers s t r e t c h i n g in jagged space to smooth incongruous cheeks like paper drawn with lines and finely etched madness in eyes too full of sunlight dreaming                

The Love Movement

    Onward LOVE! You passion of storm of seed of sweet tremendous swell of breast pressed fire chest! You hot tornado slung with heaven, a bulging tempest of purple magnanimous explosion and thickly painted thrust! OH LOVE, making, harnessing, keening, soul spoken, twisting, singing and weaving, electricity VICTORIOUS! Treat yourself to some spoken word> We Are Not Afraid