I think the greatest story is actually inside of your head. For a writer anyhow, that is certainly the case. Personally, it is undeniably the case for me. The writer goes into their own world of automatic, for me at least, again, consideration. I won’t drink. I won’t do anything to alter how my imagination works and on autopilot. You’re just training yourself to get better and better and better AND better. No pressure, never at all. You just… consider yourself… not so much chosen for this particular skill, or even gifted it. That’s the spiritually-hyped kinda bullshit that sets people on their own road to deluded importance. It’s as simple as this. I work for it and all of the time.
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Recent Poems
- “Eye Candy C’Mere, You Sweet Little Bohemian B*tch(!!)”
- “When It Beggars Belief, Really.”
- There’s a dance that tried to catchFIRE(.)
- “Like Playing The PerfectPersuasion ofPiano WithA WhirlwindInside of TheirBrain”
- Their BottledUPemotions.
- They’ve Been… ChAoTiCaLlY CoPiNg WiTh morning-timeEquilibrium.
- BaTtLinGAgaInsTTheirBetterSelves.
- Staring through the faces before them for the sake of being kind on themselves – what it did take… is everything within We
- Sisters and Brothers United. when the tears inside of their eyes catch fire.
- “A Generation Of Also-Rans. Probably…. .”
- Essential Authenticity. Their hU$tL€ for (utter) hApPiNeS$.
- Selecting Themselves Again.
- The Circus Called & They Want Their Acrobats Back.
- -AllEyesRightHere.
- “Prepare the Stage, Please.”
- Determination SpeaksIn UpstandingVolumes.
- Happiness Starts.
- A Slice of Heaven-In-Hell – “her eyes are for him this time and the Dedication is Deafeningly Real.”
- Walking with WankerFaced Angels
- Blossoming UnderFire.
- “If Our Younger Selves Saw Us Now!”
- 💃
- Upside+down and overheadEquiliBrIuM – when her mind got Itself Volleyed Back To Belonging
- Close Encounters of the Greatest Artists on Earth. Many of Them Outlandishly Scattered. Few and Far Between. Here, There, and Everywhere
- Reunited. A Diamond of Doubt.
- The Power of Their plAYfUl ACcuRaCy. “Yes.” We WERE a Skelton of Ourself.
- HelloANDgoodbye to the RipTiDeInside of their Minds; Welcome to the Revelation Inside of their UNBREAKABLE brains.
- A Pinnacle That Points Toward TheSky: “Oh My, TheirEyes HaveBeen ToSee… A Thousand TwIsTeDThings, maybe(?!)”
- Hi!
- Wish us luck, then
- Champagne Kisses In TheMiddle Of València, and she didn’t even catch him rummaging about for a rumination… .
- 😉
- The OCD. the effing oCd
- “No Tears Here, Please.”
- Bouncing for free now
- “They Stretch The Strength Of Their Bruised And Battered bOdIeS Both Ways. Probably, maybe… Definitely(!!)”
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- “They Rode This WaveTogether. Ever since… it all made… delightfully abstract kinds of SenSe.”
- “Smooth is the Calmest of Blue-River.”
- “Set-the-Standard and WalkDostoyevskian, plEASE.”
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