From The Lips Of A Pessimist

(It sure doesn’t take long to become a dumb speller.)

Going Down The Ladder Of Love

Fragments of myself.
Pieces
Lips, Eyes,
The Lips Of A Smoker
(Shades)

We have wined and dined Love and we still can’t make heads or tails of it.
Still.

My Favorites

BUTTERFLY
EAGLE
HUMMING BIRD

Some say “Universal”
But what does that mean?

Does anybody know what the Universe looks like?

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