

"Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be."
-Charles Bukowski
SHED BY LAYERS
Where from the no vast soundless mouths
First lighted breath, cries welcome trials.
Birthed luminesce cords, blazed vacant space-
Creation's pass through prism's gates.
​
Clarity attracts, chapel stained glass effects-
Etched markered tried tracks, and broken connects.
Added layers by fears,
fostered false imprisoned ideas,
cultured self aggregates,
and infectious tribulates.
​ Flooding sufferance-
the insidious desolace.
Ebbed by serendipity-
lectures and self inquiry.
​
Time elapsed the shedded layers,
no matter time, days, weeks, or years.
From ancient texts, the sages' share,
for the One seer now,
the trail ends there.

Released March 30, 2026
