Every Crown

is  shackle
on our feet
& mind.

The Line Between

hang'n on
suffer'n well
& bei' well
is the geometry
of thought from
which we derive
how we feel.

Every Wind

is a gypsy wind
just like life
random precision.

Silence Can Cause

truth to come
crashing into
out beliefs (truths).

We Need To

get right with
the tide.