Mad Hatters

I reached my hands to the stars
But all I got were thorns of your crown
Why the simplest truths
Are so invisible to the blind
Where do I belong I don’t know now
Where do I go
What’s the purpose of that ch…

is there a mathematics
of desire?

Hate grew inside him like the trunk of an old tree, rough in texture and strong in nature, the canopy spread firmly overhead.

We will place our minds into computerized chips,machines will pump fluids to our mechanical systems. We will not age , tire, …

The Preceptor of Slumber bides for thee;
to deface thee upon unsought death feuds.

Memories of restless Sunday mornings.

Many an environmentalist came to Piccolo Rancido, hoping to shed
a little light in a very unenlightened community. They spoke of soft,
fuzzy ducklings in need of clean places to swim. They spoke of s…

And when He saw her lying in the wet, gray grass,
He kissed her cheek sweetly and laughed like storm clouds,

The moon is my clock, and when it is full, it will be time to see you again. My head has been full of confusion and the sky of spaceships. The bugs splatter across my windshield like rain and I wish …

nd in distasteful gravitation they levitate circling closer to the herd huffing and puffing and rearing at the hind quarter awaiting to be mounted

You whispered soft and spoke to me
The perfect words came out in hunted truth
With open eyes I came to see
I didn’t need, I didn’t need it all along

(So tell me what did she say)
She spoke of nothing
Spok…