In that cafe I penned my poems
pinned a living butterfly of my heart...

One and two are another paradox,
two absolutely diverse opposites...

There, deep inside the coal mine was pitch black,
Everything was doused in darkness...

The nature of time:
One day we all are going...

The magic of flowers
is...

The only true dualism is unity,
the unity of equals...

Don John: " Only poets beside warriors get the...

No one is behind these closed doors.
There are no birthday parties...

Hi
I am a single father...

When the crucifiers
crusade...

What if we're asleep
for we're the errants of this...

They do not give us ruler
to draw the perfect lines...