Springtime

I only wish the spring
had sprung an open
vista to explore

Let it go; an exploration

Letting go is the hard. In death. In separation. In disconnection.

If you love…

Uncanny Loner

Excel at all that brings before
you and your kind be free
of willingness to fly alone
through berths so varied see
for who but you and…

The Loss of Loss

So many things that were filled with intent only to be lost. A face. Some thoughts. The way you smile at nothing and everything…

A Dark Place

There exists place in all of us
So close we touch it now
A darkened grove of saplings
We’ve watched our lives grow tall

Lunacy

Repeating the same thing and expecting different results. Sounds like insanity.

Windows

Time spent walking the streets at night, looking in windows. Hoping for those in the light to see me. To look my way and wonder at my life. To…

Let it go

Letting go is the hardest thing you will ever have to do. In death. In separation. In disconnection from things you know.

Grasping

You are no more special than any other snowflake that falls upon my hand.

A clockwork brown

Orange carpets. Fake wood panel vinyl walls.
Corked kitchen. Red bakelite salad bowls.
Stone checkerboard and shape edged…