The truth is sometimes jarring. We can sometimes be a mess. But messes are not monsters. So please stop ripping out your chest.

Love Doesn’t Wait for the Morning What?  Trying it on for size? Trying to act surprised that touching someone unlike you feels so nice.   You’re guessing again and it’s so simple my friend.   When loves comes, it never knocks twice – It just…

I disappear into and endless expanse sometimes. Abstract Formless Endless Connected The ghosts of my past erased for a moment. Casually Fluidly Absentmindedly Fluently At witnessing the small reflection of light in her eyes Color Motion Strength Soul I dive deep in to luminous pools…

The echoes of my weeping surround me as I awake inside my cave. The tear in space behind me whispers a siren song towards my grave. I’ve got to go to the city now: I’m told I must be brave. So I dance the daily…

Listen to the Animal within. Protect your fellows feircely. HEAR the stories of those who came before. Seek the future with openness. Be clever for your people. Your intuition sees truth. Strength is more powerful when wielded by love. Be the guide: but follow the…

I’m sleepy as hell And tomorrow is Sunday Church is by 12:30pm And I plan to be early But I must stay awake And write new poems Hour after hour Until 4pm tomorrow So I’ll spread my eyes open And if I fall asleep I…

Do have to suck a dick in front of a jury of faggot elders, to be queer enough for you ? Or is it ok with your queen-li-ness, If I do whom-the-fuck *I* wanna do? See: be it velvet pussy, Iron cocks, or genderfluid toys…….

The pack before Self Hyenas track the grassland Predators who Love

The Music: it surrounds us. The world just melts away. Its all of us together riding the sound waves Our intuitions intertwining:  Comingled, not colliding. In ten million different ways. Our Emotions synchronizing Only movement can remain. Our worlds are simplifying. Yet every complexity is engaged….

It’s difficult to be the Messiah, play-acting his death on a torture stake. Times like this teach us what death means, remind us how a man, sinless, was beating from neighbouring streets down to Golgotha. A cup of grief is always as heavy as grief….