Water Head
Lost in Frank's Blonde Ocean I contemplate the solidarity of singularity The polarity of polar opposites; hot & cold A warm kiss A cold shoulder The power of a feeling governed by the touch Five senses with infinite possibilities How many limbs must be paid for love?? Hard to think amidst the constant bird chirping The floral notes of mother earth Life before man was instinctive Being killed and kept a precursor to now rather than then Medicinal melodies sooth the soul The fruition of the fictional is obtained through the pursuit of more Sometimes less is more... The insatiable thirst The dying hunger Do the worthless work less?? We ALL want more I remember when talent was a hustle...













