Poet Introduction "One of the heads of the beast seemed to have had a fatal wound, but the fatal wound had been healed. The whole world was filled with wonder and followed the beast." From the book of Revelation... (Steller poetry)
I sat on the foot of the bed lost & broken mostly. No walls. No pictures or city spires to see. No dresser, no place to put my clothes, or my things, no desk, no chair or living room to fashion or room to roam with my memories. Yet everything, and all the worry of its upkeep belonged to me.