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“Who are you today?”
“I’m doing quite well, thank you.”
“No, no – not how, who?”


I don’t know who you are
and I do not know your name;
No, I’m not asking for your number
nor do I want in your pants;
But while I want you to pay attention to me,
that isn’t why I’m talking with you;
And while it is about loneliness,
I don’t feel lonesome right now;
It’s about making a connection
with a fellow human being
and lighting another candle
to help us all make it through
those long winter nights.

Inner world wisps

The sky is empty
but for the clouds and the meaning we find in them.
I am empty
save for the wind and the clouds
howling through the never-ending sky inside of me.

The Prelude

Enthralled by your sensual charms,
I pull you tight into my arms
and I can taste within your kiss
what is, at once, both hell and bliss.

And I can see the look in your eyes
of your nightly hunger on the rise
and see your face grow faintly red
as you slowly move toward the bed…

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Only one way out
and that way is guarded by
ninja assasins,
lions and tigers and bears
my, oh motherfucking my…

Honest Hearts and Tinmen

Judgement is best left to gods
for people, in their passions,
lack the sense for sensibility
and the judgement to judge.

Only those who are detached
should determine destinies –
though they are those
we should fear most of all.

For who is more dangerous:
one who is driven by desires
or the one who will never
have a heart to hold them back?