The Man Is A Poet

  Every living thing, squeezes into this world, Unfolding from wombs, pouches, husks, shells, As faeries, angels, spirits, breathe o'er ...

  The ancient castes sustain and nurse the hatred, Of brother, of sister, of many a nearby neighbor, Of tribe, tongue, or piety, as each the...

  Crafted from earthen genes and the dust of stars,  Simian seraphim sibling, steps of magnificence,  Beloved within a bestiary of bounty an...

  Wondering wandering below the star pocked dome, 'Ere night bleeds into day and as deep calls to deep, Marveling as evening creatures c...

  Aging eyes, veneered in thin cataracts, water in the twilight, Warm tears summoned by wind, weariness, grief, and shame, Anguished fragili...

  The juggernauts continue their rapacious consumption, Cooly reducing neighborhoods to shattered enclaves, An aftermath of a normalcy of mu...

  Somewhere behind tinted soft gelatinous windows, Somewhere past vibrating ossicles and membrane, A complex inweaving of synapses and chemi...