Universe heart mind or purse one thing comes down sure.. sense or move dense or clear groove.. true is bound to pure..
Cartoon figures seek a promise sang in childhood dreams.. almost real in silk or steel rivers a megalo steams..
Silently some came to be what old redundant said.. trophies so admired yet from ancient dreaming heads..
Spoken.. never jokin’ gold thoughts puppeteers lost lie.. malodorous as outhouse does when creatures leave what dies..
‘One Truth’ finds another no brother in deceit.. childhood cartoon buffoons round the world.. New York to Crete..
Thieves steal in words.. some say those phones delight.. Absurd nanny fannies.. teens dream young passion nights..
‘Living Stages’ love on pages learned in one time shows.. what you believe.. not to deceive.. a child.. what you may know..
In unknown speed.. your mystery deed.. once a unique soul.. what must be said by dollar heads in some lost ancient role..