Torn
It’s hard to turn away
Even the thought takes effort
Knowing that this..,
This thing between you and I
Well has no real end
There was a beginning
Way back when…

I should leave
I am the embodiment of the word toxic
I know my faults
My shortcomings
I know that…
Still, I cannot leave

This thing is like a bungie cord
I drop…Read More

Concordant Discord, Discordant Concord

April 19th wakes up
already arguing with itself.
It stretches, yawns,
and immediately disagrees
with the way the light enters the room.

But then,
in a twist only April could have invented,
it agrees
to disagree
as long as the disagreement
keeps agreeing
with the deeper, quieter truth
that…Read More

Peace not Granted

Oh come to me sacred peace
Unknowingly they participated
Volumes reaching levels unprecedented

Oh, come to me in sweet silence
For one more vowel of consonant spoken
I will meet the judge and jury

I see my end near…