Letter Twelve – Slave to my peN

 

Far into the month – hopefully

away

from reason

the view of the planet of

fire still striking.

 

This is what insanity is a

slave to my peN

of 1 mind – myriad-minded finding

life on every corner

made

from

stars    and their blue interior

can’t

hold

the

burn   long enough  for the devil to do any work.

 

3:29AM - 8.12.03

(Phrase taken from Letter 11 – Slave of Life)