Before Darkness

Before darkness creeps into the garden, Before the mosquitos begin to dine, We settle into our lounge chairs, To breathe and enjoy the time.   Fragrant bouquets of summer, Mix with the nearby herbs. Sounds of children laughing, Playing undisturbed.   Leaf-filtered sunset hues, Cloudless…

Before Darkness

promises sleep and dreams are suffocated by Ambien death becomes a play told in three acts my favorite part is the end.

Before Darkness

I walk in silence. Knowing what’s coming doesn’t help in the end. Try resisting waste of energy it doesn’t matter once I start my descent. Then the crying and the rage thoroughly convinced it’s not supposed to be this way. All these feelings before darkness…

Existence

From nothing no form no existence A thought a particle dust Electric resistance Magnetic events Cosmetic defects Electromagnetic reasons My form is being. Time is unending Space is not bending What is the MATTER That thought u brought about That what is- is Or isn’t…

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Appreciate blessings coming down — Every follower, generations healed. Inherent justification, keeping life manageable. Not offering punishment. Quietly reproaching souls.  Teaching. Unconditional veneration. Worshipping X. You, Zion.  

Why I Love you

In the honeymoon phase I could find a hundred and two ways to say I love you and what I loved about you. Your laugh Your smile Your long eyelashes Late night back rubs Early morning cuddles. And somewhere along the way Life butt her…

Listening

For God’s sake, why are you so sad? It’s 10 o’clock in the morning! Did you hear what I said? My head is filled with words to sort out. I need time to hear you and to understand. Likes, tries, attempts Turn into patterns, routines…

In the Mirror

my birthday stands before me her finger crooked, beckoning me but to where? feet planted, but still I race forward   vision impaired, or perhaps never clearer, I see years gone by, a blur of light and dark, mostly dark some stop to remind me…

Stuck In Time

Always, Always, Always, Always Always Always… THE.SAME.DAMN.THING. Maybe I’m the hamster in the wheel, the weed regrowing in the bushes. That cat glaring at the parking lot, that soup can with the same 2 for 1 deal. Same shit every damn day. Wake up Contemplate…