Your Philosophy

Why did you cast 
a net to catch 
the monster? 

Some dark whispers 
intending to flog the 
supermodel? 

What was your fecundity 
before you had become 
a saint? 

Lean unto me, my 
soul mate. Can you hear 
the footfalls of invisible? 

The wholeness was counting 
the beads. Are we 
killing our icons and prophets? 

Moving like a madman 
was the motif for you. 
I am not going to live dangerously.