(February 2023. I started just writing my own solo poems right into the daopoetry app.)
life is a heart beating through time
the worm of the soul endlessly wriggling—
towards why?
the holes tend to grow wider—
and what surrounds the hole?
death is the limit i beat against fear
and love echo against the walls vibration
the voice of limitation— sublime integration—
life only moves because it’s not yet all
Beatin' Paths ~~~ The journey to the Great American Novel 