They all look like this to me
monstrosities of selfishness
How will my story end?
Will I drink him into acceptability,
will I cloister away like some marm,
will I be walking into a poetry reading
and hear your poetry again? Stay tuned…
They all look like this to me
monstrosities of selfishness
How will my story end?
Will I drink him into acceptability,
will I cloister away like some marm,
will I be walking into a poetry reading
and hear your poetry again? Stay tuned…
Scientist raised by intellectuals on poetry, theater, art, history and music in New York City. Escaped to New Mexico to nature and mysticism. Knowing that the absurdities in this life are what we must laugh at.