King of the Knots

Tell me a love story,
and tell it to me like you still believe
in something called “A Memory.”

Wealth is the disease,
Privilege, the symptom.

A fire cannot burn,
a river whose earth meets the wind
which begot the flame.

DO NOT call me a “stranger” if you haven’t tried talking to me either.

Try to see people as artists; love the expressions innate in them.

To love a person
is like loving a song,

All you want to do is sing along.