Every Day Is Never (From, Myspace)

Every day is never here the same Sweet gatherings of down and above around What time does dare with its passing on flame Into the lying of infinity found Down to anything still discovering Like yesterdays uncanned safe and known dreams The within of human souls hovering Like the carrying river of weaving deems Clusters of the simple ever and ever What does have the courage to stand or sit The going of sensations to the never In its little congregation around hit Infinities content of inches looks The gathering of making to printable books (After a somewhat in depth study of - “of Ever-Ever Land I speak” by E. E. Cumming)