Saturday, June 15, 2019

I Hop by Mavis Mathers

Hot Coffee and sticky syrup upon the table.
Open 24 hours.

Much like my mind.
I never want to close my thoughts out to be single minded either.

The world is round not flat.
Get real.

Power to the people.




Mavis Mathers is a spiritual guru and poetry legend from Baltimore Maryland who has the ferocity of a thousand stars in his gaze and the gentle hands of a healer. He does not ask for money but you can pay him 20,000 dollars on Pateron  if the universe makes you wish to do so.

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