The Soft Roaring...

In Munich
where I met with the new unknown
the I don't know
the silent self
the next to sex
the truth
the endless other
like the river
over and over again
new and temporary stream
the empty only filled
by the source in a dream
then quietly
wait
   wait
            waiting
drawing and sketching
telling the story
the experience seen
and through the ink
the invisible
the inconceivable
giant
tiny
me