Be Of Love A Little More Careful

Notice The Convulsed Orange Inch Of Moon Perching On This Silver Minute Of Evening

What If A Dawn Of A Doom Of A Dream Bites This Universe In Two, Peels Forever Out Of His Grave, And Sprinkles Nowhere With Me And You?

In Just - Spring When The World Is Mud- Luscious The Little Lame Balloonman Whistles Far And Wee

(existing's Tricky:but To Live's A Gift)

Seeker Of Truth Follow No Path All Paths Lead Where Truth Is Here.