Well
I write some and some might call it poetry but whatever name it goes by, I try... and my life is calling from somewhere but ****** if I know from where there are too many variables or are they intangibles ( actually I thought you ate intangibles but turns out you eat tangerines)

jeeeeeez with a few eeee's  because I don't want to upset the devout who are apparently within and yet without.

Where was I?
oh yes
poetry
love it
probably more than myself
too many books on the poetry shelf,

I'm going or slowing
but never knowing
and that's good
isn't it?