One Time Only

September 2, 2025

Waiting

for the

audience

to come to him ...

He refused

to go to them

Shunning

those ears

that hide

from the truth ...

Like a rose

without its stem

Working

in concert

with Muses

above ...

What’s sacred

to remain

Each word

and its

treasure

a gift given once ...

Their measure

— to proclaim

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

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