I've been a drifter for twenty long years now, but it is just now that I know how. I can't answer why, in the face of mother's cry, "You know there be so much potential" all I can reply "it was all accidental" and I sigh. For some children have God and others a little know-how, but for me, I trek and plow for all the basic mounds which are ( Read more... )

Atoms are born and die together, fuse into one and create something greater. Man is born with the abating screams of dying stars, and the atom, born then broken out of the supernovae of man's stares. Within these lines, which are just here and never there, for they are purely cognitive, much seems to be and extends further than we can cipher, ( Read more... )

Standing from the highest point on earth I proclaim: the world is now twisted beneath me, and around me. I proclaim here, in life, just as the soul does in death, the moon is my drum and the stars: trumpeting light. They are in and around me. My heart beats like the twinkling of stars, radiating beams of life, life that lights up the sleeping ( Read more... )

Now it just so happened that one fine summer day I was pulling the tie-wheels with this fella named Al. Al had a lonely soul. Most of the day he would cheerfully sulk and mope about with an absent smile on his face. He didn't talk much to no one, but for some reason he picked me out of the crowd and exhibited more kinship with me than with the ( Read more... )