When human… dreams equation
for decipher?… or elixir?
Maybe one day that’s how medicine will work..?
Or maybe I’m just a Doctor of Philosophy!
I write as an insect scurrying;
leaving a trail of letters.
Regurgitating green shoots;
excreting their wrath
as evidence of my path!
If you like the breadth of contrast in my writer personas, hopefully evidence of a consummate (not that I could spell that first time: showing the honest writer introspection that [should have endeared me to the human world!] courses through XaW Files: Beyond Humanity and 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections) professional (or write that first draft!):