And now, a love poem

Long golden locks
Collecting the sunlight in their amber
Curls I could get lost in
With my fingertips
Interweaving my life force with yours
Soft relaxed breath
Salutations of my heart
Beating against your backside
We drift to sleep
Complimenting each other’s personalities
Being impressed by what the other has done with their life
I dream the compliments continue empathetically
And through our skin so close we vibrate fondness
From the way your body rests wrapped up in mine
You say,
Thank you for being the being that you want to be
Your freshness emanates hope for the rest of us
And I hold you tighter to me saying,
Thank you for being the being that you are
Without you and all that you do
Things would fall apart
There being no hope to muse upon
We drift further into REM
Our bodies final ode
A simple chorus
Thank you for being.

And now, a love poem

Ma Ja Ka, dream body, has entered the interweb

majaka2headerCreated as a dream body to satisfy Marshall James Kavanaugh’s waking sleeping endeavors, Ma Ja Ka has been wandering across the greater northeast for the better part of a year now. And yet he still has yet to leave a sizeable enough mark on the very unreal space of the internet. Sure there has been plenty of instagram photos, some youtube videos, a few tweets, and plenty of other tags on Facebook, but as of yet there has not been a concrete enough benchmark for his omniscient presence in the collective subconscious.

A very real tweet left by Terence J Harding, a passerby on the New York City L train, following Ma Ja Ka’s live subway performance along with Mariana J. Plick, Willow Zef, and other great circus performers.

Look no more, for he now has his own twitter feed and tumblr, as well as an Instagram. You can follow him either here or here or here. Enjoy!

Ma Ja Ka, dream body, has entered the interweb