deep and carefree among the stars
vast dark carpet of endless universes
amidst our sprinkles of humanity
we drift along in certitude in our destiny
our inner being even more vast
than that what we gaze upon in wonderment
fear and longing
  is there more for us or more of us
motionless we feel still yet
we rocket through this spinning nothingness
filled with all the monuments and
epochs of histories and calamities,
spartan and over flooded with grandeur
limitless adoration for being and seeing
what we have wrought and brought
  nations and people and prairies
and all of nature's fine doodles
  makings in ever flowing ever growing
profundity and fantasy
so we can ask "how is your day going"

when I was young I wondered
how the world came to be
now, much older
I don't think I want to know

I cherished friends
and their ways
to find at times
how far away they had gone

I thought there was
an absolute right
until I witnessed
some serious wrongs

I achieved
mightily goals... particular to me
but soon realized how minuscule
in fact we are

I threw down
real passionate ideas
and picked up
so many flaws

remained optimistic
at the challenges up front
and spent many
lifetimes looking back

life is a gambling, challenging place
it all gets done at your very own pace
you can glide and go quietly smooth
but there are pitfalls and much to loose
stick it, turn it , make a jumble and mess
what may come out is much more... not less
talk tough,  move easy with style and grace
people will know and respect your place

with passion and purpose things get in disarray
adversaries ready to proclaim touché
battles so fervent, plentiful and terse
around the next corner what's is coming worse
like the crystal skies that usher past a storm
all is made calm and will return to norm
stay focused on how to get it all done
because you'll always be doing it while on the run

full dinner and wine
tasty healthy and filling
reflect on the day

the night was quiet
until a siren's loud blast
someone has problems

a pale white full moon
you feel it in your quiet
it rouses ideas

smooth out the bedding
hmm the pillows are perfect
now it's good night time

sit back be forceful but don't allude
scheme and ******... you may get fooled
castigation comes in many shades
embracing and loving forms a delicate braid

spirit is everywhere even when unseen
like past reflections can be very keen
take things firmly by the arm
the rest will seem to follow like a charm

I glanced down a street long lost in time
reflections danced freely in pantomime
agreed and settled through turgid word
at times so flagrant... spiritually absurd

grasping at passing... flirting gain
arrived with admonishments down the drain
search for solace in scripture and voice
without a purpose and little choice

twist of a ***** and flip of a coin
we enroll in our fantasy... standing ready to join
a howl of delight and a feathered cap
steady our stroll clear over the gap

spring has a fragrance
and sultry pastel palette
to work its magic

flying things buzzing
and veridian bursting
lilting warming air

soon rabbits nibbling
with deer and turkeys trotting
through our back windows

my heart is airy as a feather in flight
I have now striven what I wished to write...
tender words of joyous fun
a path so pleasantly traversed, is now done

recounting perceptions of your wondrous ways
robustly enchants all my days
no matter for now, I can't squeeze you tight
or whisper a sweet kiss and say good night

your smiles ****** and voices resound
for you are all here... so easily found
Hayden's sharp wit,  Klyan’s elegant surprise
Thalia's wiggly walk, mommies deep, opal eyes

inscribed here is my love with fervent sigh
permanent as sun in the morning sky
let’s dream on together... it's already fall
in a time soon to come, I will embrace you all

For Hayden Enan...
smartness resides in his vibrant smile
when he speaks always linger awhile
soundly imagined... so brightly lit
beguiling in his engaging wit

of cosmos and wonders so very bold
far from his years, distanced from old
eyes aglow... filled with challenging delight
entranced and sparked by ideas so bright

happily witnessed, abundant with joy
his father’s dreamboat, our big, big boy
with his mind and days complex and laden
one is always in awe, here comes... Hayden

For Kylan Kafu...
words with aplomb and consummate wit
wondrous imaginations, so readily fit
of galaxies, action heroes, his peachy sis
tendered and nuanced he's never remiss

stay still, listen up and hear him well
ready with buoyant laughter to tell
sit glorified in his iridescent smile
a charm, a goose, a country mile

face, a visage of handsome gone wild
our daily amazement, this extraordinary child
knowing and caring, what right to do
a joy to behold, our precious Kylu

For Tahlia Lehsan...
sleeping like an angel, she awakes a princess
with crystalline eyes and smiling caress
now off with her brothers, her day to whirl
my joyously strong, bounding big girl

“it’s my way or the highway”, she’ll give you the choice  
with directness and surety in powerful voice
running to claim another best place to be
comfy chair, mommy's lap... under that tree

calling out “Hayden”, “Kylan” “time to play”
pantomime, dance, and songs fill her day...  
wonder and delight, her name ends in “ahhh”
ablaze in curls, our beautiful Tahlia

For  Elvire...
here's mother, mom, earth, morning and all
guiding strength and total recall
beautiful, erudite... smiles that ignite
seeking, spinning to all our delight

a gaggle of yes, nos, dancing and song
packed bags, hot plates... “let's move along”
an heiress of style and eminent grace
wrapped so deftly in burgundy and lace

voluptuously tall flowing gait...
hurried and dabbled, she’s worth the wait
how fortunate am I sharing one so near
a symphony of bests... my dearest Elvire

I've cast aside memories like falling pennies
from my pockets filled with scraps of paper and pleadings
for joy or action

some might feel a distraction

stepping so lightly across puddles that appear
and dry to soon to the sun's burning rays
as if they were never there

you might think it would cause fear

and falling into passions that drift
through filtered memories
you grasp without thinking

you've got to because you are sinking

pleasures hurry down your backyard streets
fast now man... can't you see
no way to stop this wave

sit back anticipate the crave

Bummy, Dodie and Leo Temple Step nose
in the Charlotte Street parlance, that's how it goes
there's Gibby and Tad and Scotchamarra too
a stout crowd, mixed and matched like the zoo

Here in these streets of cobble-****** walking
It's fearless mouths that do all the talking
Upstarts and startups were birthed from this place
Ever so measured, all joined the race

Find them anywhere you travel or happen to be
There is a Bronx brother or sister easy to see
With that particular accent, pinched and plain
Welcome sounds that seem so germane

My mind wanders back to those black and white days
When all we could see was this intricate maze
Speaking from all parts and places
Faces in colors, religions, and races

A happier time perhaps we lived through
Hard to tell considering now, what seems due
For all of you, from wherever you start
Remember, the whole is more than the sum of its parts

her name rung out with a chime
her heart beat in pantomime
her body reeked with surprise
her soul rested deep in her eyes
her hair flowed with silky shine
her squared smile had become mine
her lust was only surpassed by passion
her hips and gait always in fashion
her mind bold and on always fire
her lust for thought my prime desire
her touch a golden tip of grace
her beauty rested quietly in her face
her loyalty thundered at every turn
her devotion never ceased to burn
her way of placing anything at all
her assuredness all did enthral

glow to the righteous and firmed in their ways
aloof and fervent forever steadfastly pure
we allow secret ways to uncover us then cover us
over softly so other realms may enchant
we participate open-handed, open-hearted
taking and sharing in delights of pleasure
and in all good measure, we seek the quiet
of love or god or spirits those special ways
to each delivered by cherubs or captains in dress
relentless we search for purpose or oppose
sureness that slurps away at us like melting dew
how can we know or see the ways to
delay or restart matters that can confuse
then reward and disappear as if listening to fallen rain
it's not that we can not see all
but more to it, the mysteries of the unknown
far outstrip anything found, written or even imagined

you can file a nail or point it straight
when making your point in a debate
and head to the door when all goes wrong
sit tight, get up stay impenetrably strong

****** and dawdle and stay out of trouble
pass your rival and do it on the double
regress, remain somber and sated
throw your hands high and stay elated

function as a part, a piece or a tool
add to the formula and make a new rule
face the facts with convincing nod
do the best you can even if it is slipshod

feast on memories and plan your path
sit by idly and inherit one's wrath
look sternly as you play your hand pat
spring up instantly when thrown to the mat

call to order for a meeting's start
work firmly together or drift apart
take on your destiny and tough it out
sit idly by growing weary and stout

dainty and fluorescent is the mask of humility
forthwith we proclaim allegiance and sanctity
we need not ask to deeply... it is so
the answer will disarm what we all know

whether high in proximity to those under
all fall victim to charade and blunder
spoken philosophies and capricious sighs
we tuck ourselves tightly to fashion our lies

evermore ever present in common place
covered and covert we try to save face
why not give it, let all go its way
and cleanse ourselves thoroughly without delay

is it more profound a performance endured
when spectators stand around totally immured
grace falls just short of mendacities door
but wrenchingly it gropes for more and more

it is our chance and all in your power
to drench yourself in a righteous shower
whether kindness, good deeds or getting it straight
fact is... that is what most people call great

din din din dinnnnnnn

yummy yummy yummy
  more yummy in your tummy tummy
gurgle gurgle gurgle

gargle gargle gargle
    pittle pittle pittle... spittle spittle spittle
flap flap flap flap
  watch out for the
   gap gap gap

got to bed bed bed
dont bump your head head head
you're tired so snoooooze snooooze snooze

   wake up in the morning,....
yawning yawning yawning!!!!

candid and dry to the touch and feel
memories unopened depart from real
her hair smelled of lilacs smoothed to a shine
events with her always astutely sublime

but soon, as in late August the skies start to change
passions and fires begin to rearrange
uncertainty now ruled in a lofty place
where her radiant poise dwelled in permanent grace

seen always as a dancing sultry delight
hot breath in harmony so adept in the night
tenderly she did slide to a pondering past
now lost, her square mouth smile will always last

clever is the fortuitous man to surmise
the ever-changing meaning and machinations
of life's tinsel and flagrant floppiness
flipping and bending about immeasurably
to whims and claims and vignettes of
times past and future just guessing
and murmuring assumptions and platitudes
irascible mendacities or sagacity ever plain
in your mind's eye to blink or close
perceive or persuade the idle viewer or
dedicated neophyte all matter is but
conjecture for sure it illuminates both the heavens
and darkens the pits of hell

judgment pales when order is broken
engulfed and corrupt in all that gets spoken
and links to a lost lamenting sorrow
we must turn to beg, steal and borrow

a touch of adore and affectionate surprise
reminiscence and memories deep in your eyes
turns heads then hearts and snaps to attention
faltering apologetically at the mere mention

adrift adeptly to order the cure
so plainly and succinctly she can act demure
eliminate sadness complacency or shame
abruptly parting and now placing the blame

recalcitrant and diminished... hang on and hold tight
amused and bemused now in distant flight
like unwelcomed thoughts cutting and cold
all will be judged when this story gets told

placate yourself all you want
want what is coming to you
you needn't keep staring at the wall
wall yourself against injury and blight
blight can rob a quiet soul
soul is where you think you are
are you done with all that flattery
flattery could get you everywhere
everywhere you go seems to be home
home away from home is good
good riddance and don't come back
back and forth without a single care
care to follow up on your promise
promise everything and fill many
many days will transpire effortlessly
effortlessly you will find your way
way down among the dark is light
light your way to where you want
want what is coming to you

it's curious how things fit together
silky suede and Spanish leather

tea for two and three of a kind
people adept with a common mind

flowers as redolent as crystalline spice
heated passions that turn quickly to ice

alluring speech and total silence
tuning out stories of angst and violence

a fit of anger that trembles your heart
the longing pain when lover's part

men playing cards or pumping weights
well dressed women with alluring gaits

a chef sipping a tasty stew
sitting around waiting for something to do

holding on tight to a winding stair rail
the slowing steps when turning old and frail

a blue clearing sky after a sudden storm
a well-made bed silky and warm

simple and smart with ageless agility
we plunge deeply into lost horizons and deep gullies
not caring or knowing what might emerge
sudden revolution or lustful urge

sanctimonious illusions can suddenly appear
with haunting regularity and imposition
imbibing our senses to shift and shake
resting references and deals to make

aloft in mighty submission and utterly free
focused and fearless in full battle gear
armed and alarmed to the dread ahead
counting one by one the ideas cold and dead

a champion for the senses as freedom pulls
proud in stature, straight and sure
will now no longer be amused or trusted
in years and days, all anticipation will soon be busted

if asked say not what you really think or thought
for times come so quickly and knowledge fades so fast
all it takes is a head turn or gulp and it is all gone seems alien
what you gathered so carefully with great fuss and bother
drifts away without even a glimpse back or a simple wave...

goodbye...

love ones... lovers... great sounds... tastes... temptations
ways of thinking lusting finding groping sleeping dreaming
staying awake... dancing laughing... acting the fool... going silent
writing down... looking up... taking sides... letting out... taking in
fighting wanting, remembering and forgetting all so you can say

hello...

a full closed hand thumbed and gripped
mankind's power uniquely equipped
casting buildings into the clouds
monumental gestures covered in shrouds

force wars to quell interim lust
make impervious machines unable to rust
forge landscapes that snarl the mind
heal the masses, undone... left behind

irrigate parched places, seed an endless reserve
patch brains, restore heartbeats and spark a nerve
watch plainly with those modern eyes
miracles and wonderment bereft of surprise

hook up make links, connect and make small
all what has come, once so mighty and tall
the click and clack and smooth vibrato
sinewy synergies and pounding staccato

do it, done it, here and there, then and now
what stuff, what things... take a bow
cross your legs, unfurl your hearts, embrace the stars
for soon, it will all be coming to you from Mars

I am completely aware that water is heavier than air
fish swim, birds fly... each in their special atmosphere
roads can turn in random ways
evening's light strolls slowly... ending days
cat's nip on catnip and dogs bark and scratch
a much wiser person can be an unequal match
shoes fit best when they are the right size
every sea that dips will in short time rise
eloping with a **** lady
some might look upon as being a bit shady
cows seem disinterested when giving milk
worms even more so... when spinning silk
lumberjacks don't trifle when in the woods
merchants are vexed when underpaid for their goods
coins that jingle in your pocket
are no match for the roaring rocket
you can be fooled when not paying attention
and jump at a chance at the slightest mention
gymnasts tumble and flip out with ease
some of your best people do whatever they please
looking and seeing are as different as can be
you'll never get through that door if you don't have the key

on gray hard streets we pounded out our youth
amidst tightly knitted cobble stone pathways
and shining windows always kept clean
struggling strong immigrants far and wide
teemed fruitfully through long days
and playful front stoop games
ring a leeveo and johnny on a pony
stick ball, jax and my favorite skellzey
mostly happy but deadly too
many ways of speaking were spoken
cultures clashed but soon subsided
in quiet civility and tamed calm
that all efforts would bring ahead more
bright days and simple luxuries
a streetside chat... a day at Orchard Beach
breezy stroll through Crotona Park...
a picnic by water's edge and maybe a hooked flounder
pale afternoon sun would blaze firey red at sunset
then pink and purple painted effortlessly
across our sleeping skies
we longed just for friendly pushing around
flirting with the girls when the nerve came up
and smart challenges of who could do what
when and how
for then that time, our time it was
all just a dream a day and the glories
of growing up...

an early teen, flaxen-haired and bird blue eyes
left me unworldly, adrift in her luscious thighs
she calmed my heart with her quiet beauty
i was untested, unknown, a teen too, her name was... Judy

how that first flight transformed a journey to a commission
laying seed to what became a life's mission
now with a long view back to then
i recount it all with a discerning ken

came Carol, Irma, Susans many, Shelley, Jane, Jean, more Judy,
Carmen, Bonnie, Maddy, Tanya, Melanie, Beth, Elizabeth, Lizzy,
Linda, Anita, Lisa, Virginia, Nancy, and on and on and on

if this troubles your mind please read no more
and judge me not with feminist angst or "what a bore"
i say just how things were in the past
times were hot... love and lust traveled fast

for those who know, from whence I speak
this is not fiction, but a wiki leak
simple recollections that tickles the mind
of robust ramblings... forgotten, but not left behind

say not what you think or thought
transparency and blame are a serious sport

take back your anthems and musings so plain
your chances are slipping now starting to wane

lifting the stones of your memories past
reveal conclusions leaving you aghast

we share devices of spirit and mind
minstrels of thought leading the blind

shuffled and scattered across thousands of days
we need to heed and alter so many of our ways

i'm thirsting for jacquards and fine stemmed glassware
arias and plain flat violet skies that seem to curve to the clouds
firmness that releases soft edged conversations relinquished doubts
and stubborn stroked outlines of earlier times... peaches in kraft bags
ripened to the sweetness that "ahhs" the tongue and smiles that
linger and trickle down to bebop rhythms and Sarah's songs
tricky stuff said and done with twisting turning resolute
convictions and strained certainties that spoke to truth and
utter passions that seemed to spiral like so many dervishes in tophat
wonderment... look at the fallen trees and lost warriors that happened past histories... ultimate choices when futile jestures seemed
like the oligarch's pronouncements... merriment comes to tamper with
memories and sadness falls into chutes flowing to wide streams
where friends wade knee high over soft slipping stones all placed and counted matched like Orion's special quarter of the universe... stay quietly among the ferns and frogs and pace yourself to the changing monotony or feast upon the first light tickling your eyes tomorrow morning.

admonish and reclaim
find fault in disdain
make yourself opaque and plain
go outside enjoy the rain
keep thinking and go insane

so take a break and get away
no one wants you here to stay
you're not good or even okay
once you were stone, now you're clay
but you'll be back strong another day

it's like you are cursed and cast aside
get smart, take a hint go and hide
all your friends think you've been snide
you double talked and even lied
got to face it now as your world's collide

but you did think you were right
why all the fuss and rancid spite
you told them all to see the light
now you gotta get out of sight?
you've been beaten by all their might

on the other hand
why even bother to take a stand
their heads were always in the sand
not even that exciting, in fact bland
while you were strong and in command

I will say it again as plain as can be
what you think you know you can not see
like a ship westward not in the lee
drifting along aloof and carefree
it's not that you don't really know me
or the things I search in reverie
more too it and stringent probably
You think the answer is in the "we"
But, it is not at all entirely
My needs are plain... and put simply
For you to do for us explicitly
Is gently to recognize our incompatibility

can we humans be more like weeds
grow abundantly... with little needs
sprout boldly from the smallest crack
reach skyward always... never looking back
thrive miraculously where well cared friends wither
yet florish side by side with a hint to come hither
stand ruthlessly against mans' herbicides
or chopped to the root and cast aside

our petals and leaves we open wide to all
though not invited ours is... a grand sprawl
with fine frons and feathery wisps
our sturdyness does not engender idle quips
we bend and sway in the mightiest torrent
with roots so deep... some find us abhorrent
but all and all... in all of our landscapes
there is a just place for man, plants and apes

winter's breath
froze the last driblets
the slate gray mist
  soon covered the once green field
chirpings waning concert
  fell silent to the leafless winds
darkness hastens to days end
as cerulean skies fired magenta
  the painter's lush palette
now earthen mahogany and umber
children chant for
fluffy white mornings
  houses puffing chimneys
and frosted window panes
  time twisted tight
awaiting the flourishes
of the springtime symphonies
tuning up beneath
our feet and beyond the stars

amass your fortunes you soldiers of ire
strive to forgive none... that cross your path
in flagrant disregard and not get in the mire
fill the vessels full with all your wrath

fly across time in obsolete mentions
dart and shimmy as need be
hide in plain sight with good intentions
keep silent your joys and reverie

put to the test timeless and fixed
wrapped in glory and intimate splendor
add passion, anger thoroughly mixed
only then... head high you can fully surrender

with a lilting sigh and sudden twist
the deed was done the stone flung and
ripples moving out from in... in a harmony
I'd sing a tune if I had a voice....
make a move if I had a choice

counting down and standing up
I choose to shout out and dance a bit
engage in conversation somewhat
rumble and tumble... stretch and make do
file away all the thoughts of you

stroll needlessly with no route or place to be
chat with a memory or stand neck bent
see the sky fluttering above
make careful notes and future plans
wash up thoroughly before shaking hands

remain consistent above the crescents and stars
oblivious to ruination and recrimination
putting memories and drudgery behind bars
captured, contained above rule and intimidation

fluffed up behind recognition and held high
immortal as history and pretense
you've had the chance and time to belie
now you must stand at your own expense

fearing for cowards is a plain virtue
hiding... desperate as a plan can be
all purpose and position now fully askew
don't trespass again or act the detainee

a simple night passed
and blessed all in attendance
they cheered and held close
their convictions and salutations
uplifting engaged and full of
recompense, in fact, plain
as the day they strolled amongst
the fern covered marsh
unto they found the righteous
and past amongst them all
tributes and forbearance
for it was known and congruent
to the assembled enshrined
and evermore awaiting the
glorious eruption of the new beginning
that ****** upon them a flight
of genius the world had never
known to or from all time.

I am the mighty magestic Tetons
the delicate of wisp of a dewy frond
the swirl of confusion and emotional rot
  fourteen ***** pans and pots

moments of passion left in despair
the coolness of fall in the night time air
lost keys and found money
sticky fingers when pouring honey

drawers filled with odd here and there
an hour of pleasure, a moment of fear
a clean, smooth cast of a singing reel
a fist bump after a hard-fought deal

lines and memories of an aging face
  a restful release in favorite place
membership benefits in a local club
  the earnest rebuke to a careless snub

hats thrown high in jubilation
relentless tedium of life's stagnation
curiosity when facing an obvious fact
the surprise erupting from a plot's third act

relativity found as expressed by Einstien
  the makings of men so elegant and fine
sureness that comes from passionate study
the way life can be so slippery and muddy

shouts from the courtyard above it all
the steadiness of desire or suddenness of a fall
nations in strife or surging with glory
the long journey to the end of a story

measures taken in an earnest goal
  how ignorance and deceit takes its toll
children's laughter that tinkles and shines
agreements broken and meetings of minds

tinker around the edges
or plunge right in head first

mind where you are walking
wipe your shoes before entering

say hi to a stranger
let your friends know you care

come down on the side of right
know when you might be wrong

allude to a memory
stick to a measured thought

bring about change
stay steady as she goes...

take time to smell the flowers
know when something really stinks

remind those who have forgotten
take stock of yourself as well

make sure to always be on time
keep cognizant of things of late

stay strong when the going gets tough
smooth out a difference when you can

yield to a cogent argument
be strong to inner truth

stay beguiled to the unknown
state forcefully what you know

you can...

   castigate, intimidate, illuminate, go on a date, truncate, *******, eliminate, obfuscate, relate, stimulate, instigate, flagilate, tailgate, meditate, ruminate, emulate, forestate, accumulate, fumigate, immasculate, escalate, puncuate... come home late
  
  or just

sit still, take a pill, look out the window sill, speak in a shrill,
fall tired and ill, pay another pesky bill, fret about another ****,
say again you've had your fill,
   or get out your pen now and write  your will!

in wholeness or any part thereof
play fervently in gossip and love
recant insist and break your word
you may have to when doubt is incurred
step aside now let others pass
but walk fast not to sink in the morass
evoke your best in manners and grace
speak brightly and smart, then take your place

upright and virtuous is the way to go
and your grace and learning will surely flow
people take all you plainly give to dispense
even when you know deeply you make no sense
for you pick and pack your daily norm
like petals blown free in a summer storm
and that's all you really need to do
for friends and family find love in you

her name is Tahlie
   she's a wonderful girl
her name is Tahlie
    she's like a deep sea pearl
her name is Tahlie
    she's oh so sweet
her name is Tahlie
    she can't be beat
her name Tahlie
    she smiles like the sun
her name is Tahlie
    she's ready for fun
her name is Tahlie
     she's her brother's joy
her name is Tahlie
     she's not even a boy
her name is Tahlie
     she's smart as can be
her name is Tahlie
     she's deep as the sea
her name is Tahlie
    she reads so well
her name is Tahlie
   she's a clear as bell
her name is Tahlie
   she's loved so much
her name is Tahlie
   she's got a golden touch!

not now, maybe later... forget about it
don't hash over that nonsense again
dispose of it right away... lickity split

trash it, smash it, loose it somewhere
it's old, out of date, irrelevant
just do it....how?... I don't care

in a moment it will be plain enough
just do what I say...
yes right now... and no guff!!

it seemed so okay
yeah, I know, I see what you mean
but you'll have to get rid of it anyway

pack it up... it's over, you know what to do
you really mean it huh?
you heard me right, it ain't up to you

there was a knot in this otherwise lovely piece of pine
and sometimes a squeal of a wheel when making a turn
odd little things that seem out of place...

or are they

like a sudden bang... at an unsuspecting moment
when a thing came apart from where it should stay
an errant word in a masterful speech

maybe it's really where the magic is

all things fixed and fashioned by us humans
are meant to perform intact for long
but nature too has bumps a plenty

so when a little thing goes awry

we could think more about the fullness of the world
those little clinks and clanks and fizzles and falls
could be the things set there, to make you stop and think

how nice when things remain where they should be

great to find an un-knotty piece of pine
stop and repair that squeak or squeal
or make more secure the things we hold dear
reread the tome your going to give
or more properly tighten up what we have too
reminders of our ever needing to set right all we see

maybe it's our sharpening stone where we can hone
our on-going quest to put things straight, find the perfect
thing that fits our fashion, and say what we mean
make loud quiet and small bold and sad happy
and old young, and young a bit older, and hate, more love
and words more telling of what we wish to tell.

what do you think?