Poem : Interrogation of an Irrational Intelligence

Oh, big bard, Why do you circle around the word? Oh, wordsmith, why do you circle around the word? Oh, verse viking, why do you circle around the word? Is there a grave gruesome gravity in your lenses and gazes? Oh gargantuan gaze, why do gravitate towards miseries, mazes and misfits? Is it propelled by […]

Poem : Swarms and Sages

Memory is a foam Memory is a labyrinth Memory is additive Memory has morphs I see a prison I see an asylum I see a rivet I see a kinesis I see a lark I see a prophet They are submerged They are subservient They are swarm lanes They are marsh lands They are poetic […]