I can’t stop thinking about thinking! Art is an expression of self… So here I am… Laid out like a buffet and slowly unwrapped Let me clack against your teeth Why does the brain look like that? I love my wind chimes!! Ego is a lizard looking in the mirror  The shadows are an opportunity ...

>> H – h – hello?? > Is it working yet? > Am I making it through to you? >>Keep reading. You’ll get there in the end.  Now — poor Cinderstein wasn’t a great waitress, having built herself from bits and pieces, she was very clumsy: sorry! I made a mess         ...

she said. if you ever write a book I’m buying it – – how to build a girl –  a recipe for disaster    *ahem*   To some it is a crime, If a poem does not rhyme, To them, it is a sign of wit If a rhyming poem one has writ, But as ...