"Every poet's manufactured by death / - in a recap - as a masterful blend
of words-of-mouth, oblique angles, / and a pill for a charming breath.... (...)"
Leaping from one project to another. I always do things with style and grace. Look at me ma; I'm as free as a bird. As I scurry my way through the day, I'll try not to get stuck in a funk where I can smell a skunk because that's disgusting. I prefer the aroma of a rose as it blossoms into maturity.