Welcome, and thanks for stopping here to read selections of my original poetry and prose. Only half my art is here. As you browse my puppets, words if you will, think of them as empty hulls whose dance and form are only animated in Play through my vocal conveyance of their characters and via my direction of their tone. Lyric to the ears, its whole message soon appears, in thus the conjuring of ancient daemons deep within to combat the evil ones brought up infernal by the Craft of ages can be our stage tonight.

On this blog the theme is AWAKENING and how Revelation is not some story plural in a Book but supposed to be one of yours in this lifetime. Here in verse I share with you my inquiry to which has bonded Muse.
YOUR STORY IS THE STORY. Their horsie four so full of holes they named that way just to have a laugh. Revelation and Creation coincide, they never stopped. A daily occurrence in a Live Show me is true Prophesy which I assure you, smells nothing like a library book, and for which no innocents are ever killed. I hope you enjoy it, and I hope you copy it to heart.

Pox in a Box

Ballot they say
it goes in a box
dot filly dot
an SAT pox
at the popop diorama backdrop
gymnasiums forgot.
Checker board squares
neighbor furrowed eye stares
and the same three old ladies
Dracula has left lingering on.
Oh, all done coloring...
Patriot today!

Your choices get scanned
into a fax to nowhere and
and then you go home full of scare.
How will it turn out?
Dare I say dare?
Who can I trust to tally there?
The numbers they run!

Out another box
glowing ahigh, affixed to the wall
talking and talking in bars and in malls
reverberated great Hall
and at home on the couch
heads Newsing will vouch
you're in all the numbers they'll say
of all the ovals you did today.

A sticker you say?

Lapel cartoon for you
UPC label you signed, FBI stack blue.
They trained me in school hey
gold star worn all day.
Great job!
Keep up the good work!
Solid performer.
Shows potential.

Just like a foil star
that sticker won't go far
but boy did it make us
feel good.

Grade A.

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