Author: headgeek

Ideal. I deal A deal Adela. A cheater. A teacher. Devil Lived Evil or Live. How will you rearrange The letters in your life?

I am difficult But I am worth it For no one will believe in you as I do.

The Word created The Universe. My words expressed The Love therein. Your words crushed The World wherein We dwelt, a garden Walled now between Our souls Silent.

When you ripped yourself out of my life, You left a void in my soul That cannot be filled.

You broke me. And that is where My light pours out.

My fantasies are creative Changing the world and Building an empire, Writing and making. Your fantasies are destructive; Draining others and Cheating, all desire Writhing and taking. Fire to give light And warm Or burn, blight And harm. My Yang and your Yin Reflecting the souls within.

It is within our Limitations we create Beauty.  Like haiku.

The man who has lost everything Is dangerous in the best way For fear binds him no more.

Fiction is not false, for it points to the truth. A map, overemphasizing the details Relevant to the great story and lesson We ignore in our real world.

The Art of the Poet Is to see everything And say not enough.