“Oxygen As To Poetry…”
I am in a dark cave with dark rage.
I am a heartbreaker with a heart broken.
I am a passionate compassionate man.
I am a chooser who chooses to be chosen.
I am a sad uplifter.
I am happily depressed.
I am comfortably confused.
I am actively at rest.
I am sleeping in the rays.
I am awake for days.
I drink coffee at night.
I am dark in the light.
I am light in the cave.
I am currently expressing, while acaught in this maze – called life.