Sea shells in the sand A sea gull flying Squawking in the sun

Death is not darkness. It is the worlds I travel At night in some dreams.

I go out to see Something that repulses me: An ocean of lies.  

It was the honesty in his voice, falling in love became of ease…. I had no choice.

I walked through my room. I saw the bug on my wall. It screamed in horror.

I paint for my sake. Required of me after It’s me on canvas.

I saw a cute ghost. Brown hair and white tee/blue jeans. I think about him.

My dogs are good stars In this life—days in, days out. Bright’ning all of it.  

I dance for the earth. My feet and flight are the same. It’s movement lived bare.

Love is true when I Hear my name spoken aloud And I’ve returned home.