The nasty dark night ate the sun!
The farmers wailed against the dim moon,
“Be sane, or make it otherwise!”
Yesterday i awoke with a torn brain
against lover’s thousand acidic eyes
ripped apart by dying beds.
My screaming wish held but just Ourselves–
:: 12.21.2020 ::
A POET’S life is fraught with many obstacles
To experience our full emotions detaches us
from the rest — while inspecting the focus
of our obsessions.
We tend to love coffee, cigarettes, love,
and drama to fuel our Soul and art, art
art! We fumble across our feelings,
twist and tie our hearted-hands.
And the world seems against us all!
The world we love and respect by all
But, there is one essence of our being:
we are nature’s very creature!
the unspeakable ray of light to open
a tulip’s budding leaf
the silent wave crashing against
the inside plate of white bone
that discovers something new.
This disease is a lovely thing
that eats all my corruptible
physical being. And I adore this Nature!
:: 12-28-2017 ::