zmm quote

“A person filled with gumption doesn’t sit around dissipating and stewing about things. He’s at the front of the train of his own awareness, watching to see ...

the speaky plant

conversations
some turn soft, like fruit, and rot
some lines like carvings in stone stay
some are lost, a few are banished,
most are forgotten, some are cherished
but your conversations are not you
and mine are not me
and we would be lost
were it not for the cherishing

mirrorspeak/song of the scorpion

what does it matter, little grasshopper
that you can talk and sing
of sun and grass,
your words on our deaf ears play

all we have are claws which grip
and an acid laden tail
to speed you on your way

black is our hide
and dark is our heart
here no sunbeams play

sunshine and song we despise,
be warned ye who try to mend
our gloomy ways

hiding ,hidden, hid
among stone, rock and cracks
we like to chatter in the shade

be nice to us and
we'll sting you to death
for we are the fallen grey

alone we wish to seek
and keep the sorcery
the magic of the worlds

alone we will dance
at the twilight sublime
at the fire mystic
us alone, none else

and we refuse to rhyme

so

another day in paradise
another one bites the dust
be happy, it's a way of being wise