An extension of The Microscope (some call it poetry) Words, words, words, words, words… Thrown to the wind? Really? To tell, to listen, to make a mistake, to think, to understand. Who? Everything and its exact opposite. – A gagged scream – Where is all that goodness, all that respect, and all that esteem? ON/OFF. … More The Roller Coaster – Up’n’Down! – Excerpt #18

An extension of The Microscope (some call it poetry) Drops. Drops, fine, fall. The lake in summer. My body floats…just, it’s heavy. Not like the thought of an error, though. Lying on the rocking of the waves, head under, I don’t hear anything anymore. Everything is woolly, the world doesn’t exist anymore. (…) Even those … More The Roller Coaster – Up’n’Down! – Excerpt #17

An extension of The Microscope (some call it poetry) (…) Oh that your heart might become stone and your glance ice. Oh that your soul might shut up and your Id disappear. (…) Like water that flows, let everything simply go. Like an autumn leaf, resign yourself to the wind… (…) [from “Loop #18” – … More The Roller Coaster – Up’n’Down! – Excerpt #16