Equilibrium.

April 2018 “I’m reaching equilibrium without them, ya know … the Pseudo-Gods.” “Equilibrium was always best reached alone.” “My heart doesn’t even hurt enough anymore to cry out that this isn’t fair.” “Hence, your state. Your peace. Your space.” “That’s how it all started, ya know.” “What?” “Space.” “How so?” “I was alone in an…

Dear Rest.

Dear Rest, If you brought me to edge of existence and I caught a glimpse, why the flinch beyond? Why the cinch of the wand and the pinch in our bond, on earth as we know it in 3D? It was never about me and never, ever once about thee, you see, you see? It…

The Fox Room.

Tailored in fanciful costume soiled with dirt mixed with moss, wrestling with the echo of maniacal laughter that dares to jump rope with genius. All so familiar. He’s dressed in flannel now, ready, set, go for the fall mirrored in the flickering flames of the unfamiliar. I can almost hear this eerie lullaby playing off-tune…

Eternal Opponent.

I fell head over and under on the heels of her passion. Not for the way she looked at me or for the way she saw straight through me and laughed. Not for the way she ripped the seriousness out from under us with a comedic clash of cosmic flair, but for how she went…

Collective Dream.

A deeper understanding springs forth from that which we think we know, Sometimes as a tsunami or trickles from a gentle stream. Whichever the case may be, let’s practice patience within the flow, Sooner or later the students become the teachers in this collective dream.

Hourglass

Time won’t turn on its side if we’ve never fallen down. The past can’t catch up with us if time stops where our knees hit the ground. The hourglass, tipped, gives us space to reflect what’s gone before, a place to decide whether or not we even want it anymore. A sliver of what has…

The Library | Dream.

The writing’s on the table and he saw you there before … pulled up a seat for the unbound and humiliated whore. Or so they said, as you walked red-faced down the aisle, saturated with books and wisdom beyond their tattered piles of waste and haste and everything that stuck like glue in world where…

Unconditionally Falls Short Tonight.

Unconditionally falls short tonight, tempting disgust back through the door with rushing water polluted from resentment that floods over the threshold of where I once kept it at bay, giving you try after try. But I never had a chance to unleash it all because the veins opened up to the venom that sucked us…

Yet, I Do.

There isn’t anything in the Bible that says I have to miss you, yet, I do. I don’t know why this happens so abrubtly at times when I find my head hanging out the window like some dog in heat trying to feel relief from the wind that I only wish would sweep us away….