20/F/Ithaca NY
We live in an endless chasm of chaos and beauty. Poetry is the underbelly and the transcendent sky of this treacherously splendiferous existence.
M/United States
"I'm yearning for the glory days of most deft perfection/ My pen moving in motions that defied known direction/ Well-placed words can swallow whole the β¦
London - England
I won't explain what the poems mean so don't ask! You are the music while the music lasts. - if it's untitled, then it's unfinished. β¦