You never even stopped to ask yourself, Do you know how to ride a motorcycle? Crazy Adventures lead to mishaps That haunt you for awhile! If your folks had been present, You would have never ridden that bike through the wood! You’ve always been to…

I’m laying here Staring at the ceiling Wondering how to make time go faster Do I want to rewind and go back? Do I want to fast forward and get further? I don’t know if I want to go backward or forward At this point…

I wrestle with words, create the perfect advice, I know I won’t take

My dearest Mandy,   Here we are once again.  Differently, yet still the same. Words written through out today, only touch the guilt felt shame. Never mind, the fucking pain!   Denying truths through unwritten spaces. Putting yourself through the paces. Relearning to purge upon…

Dear Former Self The persona you had then was unique You looked different every day, every week and every moment The black eyes of yours drilled inside those you saw The quirky smile was infectious And your voice filled with confidence Where are the shoes…

Restoration is a misnomer Can one really bring back the past? Yes, re-introduced wolves can change the rivers but is it a recovery or a healing or a new configuration We like to restore stuff. Reconstructing an old rotting mess is an act of defiance,…

You’re gonna screw up no matter how carefully you tread But here’s a couple pointers to help you get ahead   It’s a drag to move out west, but it works fine so stay the course It’s a waste to buy insurance, you’re as healthy…

Dear Former Self Its been a long time since we spoke But now the time has come to work on letting go I been working to get us past the past To release judgments and anger and collected hurts the broken promises from self and…

It floats in the dishwater like the eyeball of some great beast, watching me through grease & soap suds. my grandmother is saying something about the rain, worrying about the nearby farmers & the price of corn in the coming months, but all I can…

An essence Nomadic it shifts Filling this echoing cavity The hallows of hallowed bone Meaning to movement Intention to itinerant instincts A higher form of self Or is it? Created of me Alive within An atmospheric shift It rises up recalcitrant Drawing up indomitable A…