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It’s been a running battle….

Long ago, I conquered my
Black, clouded lover and
refused to feed him.

But that was long ago….

Every now and again
the cloud covers me,
every inhalation an ecstasy,
It’s hunger now
My hunger.

Fed, I am still hungry….



I currently have an e-book of poetry being sold for under a dollar for 99 cents,“Conflicts”.

Sales go to the support of my poetry and limited profit liability company, Stone Temple Micro-Finance and Research, L3C.