I keep my angst in my pants not in the pockets but sewn into the lining   oh, I have it with me I can get it out if I need it clip some of the stitches and pull it out so I can hold it…

slavery Being a slave to the pit made me do this. The boulder of Sisyphus constantly pushed up continuous hills to sate the growling pit within me.  It’s the worst excuse for the best mistakes I’ve ever made.  The Devil made me do it –…

I always see her; mind’s eye myopia shows an eternal smile never fouled by frown or dismay. She dances, lightly, through dreamscapes decades in their fermentation. Her long hair twirls behind her, cascading brown across shapely shoulders, wind-blown bangs framing youthful, pristine face. Memory does…

Sad to say I give up but I have no choice, I have nothing to hitch my wagon with, I have no anchor to throw into the water, I have no sail to help my boat into nothingness, I am giving up at this halfway…

I met myself, not to toot my own horn or sound conceit, but I love who I am…

I am too far away From where my heart truly lies Where all my hopes and dreams Wait for me to come back I don’t know when I’ll go And meet her again But I hope it is soon Before my life comes to an…

I was walking towards the door Keys in hand Purse hanging on my shoulder Wiped out from a long day Of reading, editing, trying to avoid unnecessary banter with my supervisor And I don’t remember anything Yet waking up in a hospital Family gathered around…

Cold dark lane , all creepy and eerie Stinking with far gone lives now not so dearie Dust and dried leaves , all now fossils of past , So is she , squeezed up , a bundle of match Eyes hollow , vast as infinity…

Not sure why I do it to myself Competitive yet take a loser’s approach Common sense is fleeting Ego is stabbed Self-inflicted wounds Pride conflicts with self worth An L never feels good