Living Among the Dead
Loneliness is not a longing for company, it is a longing for kind.
-The Womens Room
untitled
summary of my thoughts for the day
in my mind's
eye
meditation
(revised)
my
naked singularity
Queen
she isn't a beautiful woman
wash me down
sweet
child
To Banana Hen and Luke
possible worlds
dreams
an
argument for bliss
bake my
bones
brilliance
my life
distance
January 13
do
you not feel it?
be gone
father
leaves golden
memories rise up
pitiful
unborn
death
fallen
Thanksgiving
The
Invitation (it isn't mine, but it is
powerful).
Mitakuye Oyasin
Bring to your mind and actions that which is known in your heart.
Bring to your lips that which sings within.
Bring to your hands that which touches within.
Bring to your feet that which moves within.
Bring to your eyes the visions from within.
Allow the inner world life in the
manifest.