This poem is a recognition of what my writing style and writings have come to mean to me.
The Dreamer was chosen
not because of the dream,
but because of a need to feel
desire flow through each vein
like a geyser on the verge of complete destruction.
Each painted image fuels the Dreamer
and the dreamer fuels the images
as meaning goes
beyond more than a picture,
more than words,
verbs and actions.
With crooked eyes expressionless to the
the Dreamer envisions that truth
precedes illusion into
the act of resurrection
and completion of a new age.