COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
Me For Once
what good is a puzzle
if you keep it unopened
in the box?
I stand in the shower,
asking myself
who I want to be today.
the poet?
the pugilist?
the hopeless romantic?
the trickster archetype?
the vagabond?
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