Breathe a little, Live a little, Yearn a little, Burn a little
It’s far easier when one is fighting bitter foes,Against loved ones, ‘tis harder to raise the sword.Familiar eyes, with lines…
One can, perchance, mourn the passing ofThe restless coils and toils of grief.Even as the heart expands in freedom fromThat…
As though death can happenOnceTwiceInnumerable, soul ripping, mind bending times.Whenever she reaches out with I miss youAs if in helpless…
Can a poet be happy, I truly wonder?Except as a temporary passing whimIf she decides, weary of angst,To allow mundane…
Decorated by my love and imagination Home is wherever I lay my head.
In the skin I feel over the sinews that moveIn the lights that flicker just past my eyesIn the relationships…
You need to stop.You need to understand you can’tKeep doing whatever you want.No matter how much you believeYou are owed,…
No ends, no beginnings, just infinite loops, As I watch my self, my self watches too.
She is flawed and foolish and arrogant and thoughtless, I’m not. She is quiet and polite and courteous. I’m not.
And I pray That one day When I go no one will mourn I leave in peace as I was born.