We are the Devil's children,
choking on the suppression of God...
Blind man, come forth to the sound of light;
played through the strings of Never...
Adaptive species
aligned to crude forms of life...
Marionette, that little doll, seems in so many...
She is not perfect, and when you look realize...
Don't mistake me,
I love the feel of a warm fire crackling...
Speak mirror!speak!
tell me of the old secrets...
My Barber Ron, a Class Act!
He is the Master of his Craft, his humor always...
I am queer.
I am not straight...
The Colors of Humanity
Manacles suppress a beautiful mind...
The Bottom
Empty, lonely...
I'm not even asleep
the world is a battleground...
Schools to girls:
Take that dress off...