dance, some choose to run, some
choose to merely crawl across the stage that
is this thing we call “life.”
It’s just a word that we give meaning, it’s just a
feeling that we give
significance, it’s just a
state of mind that we choose to indulge.
It’s not
right or
wrong, those too
are simply words.
This path that we walk is not
set in stone, after all, words carved in
stone, are simply words carved in
stone, nothing more nothing less.
I’m not one to tell you how to live your
life, I’m just an observer – a set
of eyes with an
ego and a conscience.
Tonight the moon looks like a neon banana that
someone threw in the sky and
it stuck there, shining
above our heads
Tangible energy surrounds
me in the light and dark of my bones.
I am tired, oh so tired. Wrung out
from trying to give so much
Spread thin like honey
on warm toast.
Not enough jam to reach the edges –
Cut in half, diagonally
I have so many people that love me, remember, please
remember that you are loved by
so many.
The spaces in between
These spaces in between
Empty, filled with nothing. In nothing, there is
space for everything
Sounds familiar?
Well then, just remember
Nothing is missing, but something
has changed
Maybe words are not the best tool to try and discern
my state of being – I, I, I want to understand you
I know we cannot be together any longer, but, but, but…
I need a way out! My heart
needs a few answers
Understanding, I grasp at a rocky finger hold – I’m falling from grace.
It’s just a word, it’s just a word, it’s just a WORD!
This is real.
It’s the sound that the
stars make in the sky. It’s the voice of the
coyote
carried by the wingspan of a falcon
As the cycles of the moon came and went…
became something different.
The Big Dipper was six instead of seven – a shift
was necessary
Denial is a masquerade ball, sequins, glitter and all
I take off my mask, nothing to hide,
nothing to obstruct my vision.
This is not my battle, I do not wish to sleigh, I do not
wish to die for love.
You helped me grow, and for that
I am
thankful.
My box-car was momentarily
derailed, now, back on track and who said I even
need a fucking track to ride?
I’ll take this next step barefoot, thank you.
