on the right track again

damn it feels good. veered off once but my heart brought me back. and my eyes are open. my bags are all packed. roads have destinations and are under construction more often than not. the path does not end it goes back and forth one step right for every two steps left circling around without…

when worlds are colliding

when worlds are colliding and what you’re trying to grasp seems to be out of reach. like it’s two maybe three paces ahead. that prolonging distance extends into the in between where words become everything. where what you say shapes what you see. and still it’s nothing. what a beautiful thing to be

some nights words will just come pouring out of me other nights don’t go that way every night though I think of you ——-

Ego death

  Floating right beside the moon here in a river filled with stars Holding onto words and phrases formed when you broke my heart Here I am piecing it back together at a place faster than before I get shaky and leave my comfort zone Sirens ringing in my ear Death to all I’ve known…

Well intended

This has to come out.   I’m through with going back to the past. I’m worn out of looking back at the time we spent together and tired of pondering what it all meant. I know it had to end so why do I still allow myself to go there? Why am I still letting…

Daydream

  falling asleep beneath the flowers a child in those days running free in the open meadow twirling and spinning and dancing closing her eyes to become weightless watch her float away into the trees singing all the songs that the birds sing a livening lullaby softly and sweetly joining the chorus of birds she…