the most enduring sensation;
of a buzz
that i endured
is the passion
and inspiration
i am consumed with
when widely condemed
by the flowers
blossimging
from my every being.
my heart
my mind
my soul
my lips
my scars
my tears...
all through the flowering ink
of my pen
to paper.
it escapes from my
internal being
in a twisted smoke;
it curls around the atmosphere
my physical body
is sustained in,
while my presence is found;
floating in the
current of waves
my words ride
as they leak upon these pages.

i turn my hand writing
into art.
because that is what i desire
my mind to entail.

my sentences
are symbolic
to God’s craft of nature,
because he designed
our world
to personify
beauty.
thus,
our species is to be
mesmerized
& admire
this broken allure.
seek MY MIND
to represent this
enchantment.