Why Does A Hearse Horse Snicker, Hauling

Poetry Is The Harnessing Of The Paradox Of Earth Cradling Life And Then Entombing It.

I Have Written Some Poetry That I Don't Understand Myself.

There Is An Eagle In Me That Wants To Soar.

There Is A Warning Love Sends And The Cost Of It Is Never Written Till Long Afterward.

A Liar Is A Liar And Lives On The Lies He Tells And Dies In A Life Of Lies.