Praise The sun, the air, and water are staples to the life we hold so dear. I wish it were that simple, I swear. To love and to share. To love with your whole heart, and care that is the ultimate dare. A dare to…

How do I like the view, you ask? The lake is dead water the moon a glory-hole cut in the sky’s canopy through which the gods fuck us, and speaking of fucks, I have none left to spare. Behind my breastbone is a toxic shudder…

Anyone can enter a public library there’s no fee, no ID required There are places to sit and clean restrooms The stacks are mostly quiet, especially fiction W – Z is good for napping until a page shows up Even the employees seem to understand leave me…

  Dusk The full moon takes her throne over the lake Shines her glory over its surface, to its depths Crowns the canopy Arouses fresh panic in tiny creatures prey for owls and bats      

I wish for a sleep so much I wish for my blanket to touch. I wish you good luck who stay for more I can’t reach my bed I must sleep on the floor…😘

I took the Jeep and drove to the Lake, I blew a tire, I can’t catch a break! What is worse I had no spare, My phone had no signal, I was stuck out there.   Besides my dog I was all alone, I felt…

Everything happens for a reason I knew it through the pain The excruciating throbbing The tightness in my neck I knew it through the medication The morphine The blood thinners The anesthesia I knew it through the blindness The blackness The fear I knew it…

On that perfect drive in your silver Jeep We rode to the Lake With the pink Moon Lighting our way Glory beat from our chests As I awaited to be laying under the Canopy of stars with my head adhered to your Breastbone

Panic As you rush Already knowing what To expect but Trying not to expect the worst There were no bells No whistles No way to have known Expect to be present No indication to say Words that could’ve given Peace Just panic