Souls,


They've told me I need to write something that could touch souls.
So I'm writing.
I'm writing to find words with brains.
Actions,
Hands!

What I'm saying is I need words that could penetrate persons and touch soles!

Of feet. Perhaps those are the places where you could fondle one's awareness and tap their souls!

I'm alot of poems, together,
Scrambled,

I'm alot of perceiving and alot of myself.

Perhaps that's why I'm always myself.

You could loose yourself inside me I could posses you with my self!
I'm not safe. Safety is not how I am,
I dare the gods,
I wake up in the mornings and stick my finger in their face!

I say.
‘Why free will if I am to please you?'

I'm not good for atheists or theists. Don't get me confused.
I love God And God makes me think.
I want to raise my hand to the sky and shake God's.
I want to look him in the face and ask questions.
And this questions are worthy getting pale. Like my skin.
Because I do not know about my skin,
He says Adam and Eve and Abraham but none of these have my skin!

I've been...