[tabby title="Poet Bio"] A solitude of sayings followed by caves Ancient with history and silenced bees for the sake of sweet nothings and battered lungs Fangs and blood forsaken drums A shakin' mantra Sayings by deities; Godliness in celetial rites...

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[tabby title="Poet Bio"] His name I remember well not just a name, a life, a being living and breathing gentleness and kindness forgiveness and mercy he the closest to Christ-like I have ever seen never before nor after have been...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Everyday is the same Nothing out of routine I do everything like a normal person, but I can't help feeling like someone's watching me All The Time That feeling hits me hard when I'm on the job...

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poem Bio"] Open your arms. And drench in the oozing gloss of this cesspool Technicolor. Permeate us and watch it flow as we absorb the rich, thick, buttery, sultry sound that mixes its oils within us and amalgamates...