Indignation is no trip to solidarity.
No prized, or treasured fellowship,
while fixed on the wayward ego-
Into the wind we go, where there’s
an unending expanse to listen if willing.

-M. Taggart

I struggle with titles. If you have one for this, I’d like to hear from you.


the hat
the coin
Headline lead
pants unbuttoned
It’s all misleading
What creation are you
I is the self that self creates
alone and along with the ride

-M. Taggart


Wash you dirty soul-
Hell is waiting-

As a child I would laugh. As a teenager I would fight. As a young man I would debate. And fight. Now I would give no emotion. I would enjoy the self reflection process I’d put them through.