WOOD RINGS SLAP TOGETHER
A CHILD'S RATTLE
COULDN'TBEMORE
PERFECT
COULDN'TBEMORE
FITTING
FOR THE VEHICLE
TO TAKE
ME
TO
THE
OTHERWORLD
TO
MY
CAVE
THE JUMPING OFF POINT
FOR ALL
JOURNEYS
INTO THE DARKNESS
I SIT BY THE FIRE
MY FIRE
MY LIGHT
EXCHANGING STORIES
SOMETIMES
POSSIBLY
BULLSHITTING
IT IS A FAMILY TRAIT
l AM A BARD
AT LEAST
GENETICALLY
MY LIBRARY
ALIVE
WITH TEACHERS
FROM LONG AGO
FROM FAR AWAY
FROM THE OTHERWORLD
THE OTHERWORLDS
TEACH ME
MY BOOKS
ARE
YOUR VOICES
YOUR IMPRESSIONS
YOUR FEELINGS
YOUR INSTINCTS