How Greed Ties Shoes

You don’t know how to tie your shoes; your information spews from sycophant’s news. A soul that festers in love with it’s reflection is too toxic to receive true love and affection. I guess you need feed off of golden trimmed plates. Others arrive early to eat, you arrive fashionably late. Your presence begs to…

A Change At Maestro

For my friend CM ***************************** It was hallowed ground the place where you stepped. I’ve painted some pictures for your pocket, to be kept. All words you’ve spoken; run them inside your head. You bend them to your will; tell me is your ego is fed? All is but fleshy tissue; blood, veins and skeleton….