Monthly archives: December, 2016

To Feed the Grass

I am the voice of water I wash all things clean I speak with the mouth of storm I am the rain that you pray for you can poison me and I will purify myself you are pissing in your own bed I will leave you and flow to the lower places to survive this…


Music ~ Water from the Artesian Well of the Heart

A well not dug by human hands. A well dreamed; a well created by longing. From Wikipedia: “If water reaches the ground surface under the natural pressure of the aquifer, the well is called a flowing artesian well.” For me, and for some people I know, playing music is exactly this. There is an opening…