Just

Much of life is near misses and it’s not like there’s a lot of second chances so letting go and sacrifices are real misses in the end strike outs knowing this time that just passed never returns some days I just can’t see the point of pontificating once again why you gotta act so damn…

on experiencing

He asked me if I am heavy company am I demanding spiritually, intellectually I wasn’t sure what that means I see through the eyes of an almost-queen whose broken profile paints the surreal overlayed like a Dali of poetry a scorpion shaped venus on a canvas of words I refer to the obscure literary rooted…

Avatars

I flip the switch these days and quietly back away thinking that I cannot give but in three ways the wealth of my being my courage my path my body of fate above my creative mind the tiger’s caught by the tail unaware eventually that his stripes will fade transform to dots to remind the…

rabid courage

I’ve been meeting the death of all my ideals stripping meaning with ends that always reveal a freely speaking bet you’d never deal your hand holding what let you almost conceal a fate waiting the deck’s cards like peels slowly falling off the dying tree leaves blowing seasons slipping into forgetting like all the memories…

solitary

I’m a rubberband feeling good to bad from up and down the length of you that’s me looking back in what I perceive and then stretching beyond the fretting breathing through the devastating once again cruelty came back to me with the face of my shame a burning seed humiliating me as I react to…