Walking Sleep

the darkness hides my
evil side that seems to
always penetrate the day
with its hideous
appearances and
distorted views
and aggressive posturing
as it towers over your thoughts
like an unleashed Titan
whose role has been previously
written by historians;
the darkness violates
then betrays,
sending me back into the
mental cocoon
from which I know nothing
after awakening
feeling a little
mentally distraught.

17Jun14

Finally

silently,
we nurture our
inner spirits,
hoping for
positive outcomes;
silently,
we acknowledge our
disappointments
when nurturing
no longer works,
and the pain
of misunderstanding
is greater than
our leaps of
faith.

17Jun14

The Innocents

the lines are blurred

and the innocent

suffers...

we tent to business

as usual

unaware;

so,

where was the line drawn

and why?

who,

will it be,

I wonder,

volunteering

to change it?

why would they?

without

the innocents...

we would never have

had the

opportunity...

to grow,

replenish,

and survive...

17Jun14

Confused

life argues with me
and begs forgiveness
with the infestation
of disease but warns
with reluctant humor
that no game is in play,
offering me a chance
of survival awarded few;
providing...
and there is always one of these,
I learn to deliver
without
expecting compensation.


17Jun14

Hallways

In the dimly lit hallways
of my erotic fantasies,
dwell the silly creatures
of my youth where so
much imagination and
illusion lived that comic
books brought me back
to an unfaithful reality of
nothing is ever as it seems.

17Jun14

Word Music

 

a symphony of words
composes in my head
without my knowledge
or understanding,
filling me,
overwhelming me,
indulging me...
with bits and pieces
of phrases,
yet to be
arranged or
rearranged
on paper.

17Jun14

Too Early

energy comes into me
from the night,
through the night
absorbing...
its minute glow

as if I
were the black hole
of the universe,
trying to make room
for the daylight
when most of us
awake and...
a few return to
their coffins.

17Jun14

Looking Down

let me share my words with you

in the darkness that prevails as

a testimony to enduring stupidity

and pledge to you my courage

as you live your life not in vain

but with the dignities, rights, and

privileges of those who must,

unfortunately, be associated with

those of a proud, but lower class.

17Jun14

Too Late

our journeys forward
are predicated upon
our past and if we
have nothing to offer
that we have done
then progress stops
and we become victims
of the patients who
had the courage to
plan out their disease
and ultimate treatments.

17Jul14

Fate

Sounds birthing
emptiness
come crashing
to the ground
almost always.










16Jun14