Red Flags.

How many wires

Did I have to trip

To finally admit

That it was a red flag parade?


Answer: too many,

Base instinct is underestimated

Next time

I’ll listen.



For the reader.

For the reader

I switch the rhythm

 From time to time,

Sticking to the same pattern

Is less than sublime.


I try to get the point across

As soon as I  can,

And not revolve in the same place

Somewhat like a fan.








To follow a unique fabric of thought,

Adrenaline rush

Thrill, from being the under-dog.



Sticking to my roots


Moving the pen at Mach 10 speeds.