Poetry! Dear God, that stuff is boring, making nonsense! Maybe. Ideas birthed from my jumbled-up mind. I create bite-sized stories. I'm able to translate them into bizarre philosophical themes. Most of the time, what takes shape is a mystery: an emotion, experience of being, the channeling of my subconscious. I dare not read too much into these thoughts. Except for the feelings my musings project. In a never-ending search to find the rhythm that can rhyme with "Orange."