by Cypress Butane It is all a mirror if one stares with the eyes Is it a sin to cut my hair I could get a tattoo but damn What does it mean - if I write upon my flesh the word 'Impermanence' - For this world, this time Permanent, La La Lee, I spin … Continue reading Contemplating Religious Orthodoxy As Found Guidebooks Written by Mental Illness Saints In The Course of Reality Breaks – A Poem