I am the poem written for an audience of no one. These poems reflect a life willing
to discover the true nature of myself and others I encountered visually or
personally.
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At first furious
and young, I
surrendered to
all the fashionable
Buddhas
who convert
every skirt
into a
night
of sparkle and
spite;
at once,
always
in love with
flesh in
the light of her
retreat,
where I laughed
at prophets who
predicted
every blizzard into
a mixture of
snow and
flight; then
flying from
love, I meet
Maya,
as a prayer
to love