Damn the sight Of things unseen. Ego knows what ego sees Nothing else is remembered. (Our beliefs shape what we can perceive)
In my hands I find Urges from my mind. One hand containing cloth, The other poised with a pen, All of my hobbies coming around again. I know not to multi-task, But I have many un-done tasks. The trick is Making time for each one. Means many tasks quickly done. Twenty-five and five With those…
Awake I lie Hoping Again for a dream In which my lover is seen. Awake I lie Dreaming Again for a time When yours and my limbs Are intertwined. Awake I lie Writing Again for the hope That what I lay writing Manifests in my mind.
Adored, 2022 What is there to love? Oh, I am as peaceful as a dove. What is there to cherish? Oh, I’m the flipped coin Of Nightmarish. Why am I a fantasy? Oh, they never really see Me. Why am I adored? Oh, with love the men Can’t be bored. So instead they say…
I want to let you go Because we are no longer In flow. Every conversation Feels like pulling teeth. You never show interest In my mighty feats. I try to stay connected. I don’t know what to do, But I won’t be brought Down to you. I love you And that is why I want…
We can be friends, But we are no longer lovers. That’s because I love myself the most. I don’t want to feel bad When I get off the phone. I won’t condone Self-made misery. I am refusing to participate In the illusion of suffering. I was betting on our potential. You didn’t meet me on…