Deja Vu

It's dark. This is always where I was heading. Any surprise... It's for... It's for... It's for... The crushing disappointment Hasn't been crushing for some time. Not because I've made different choices But because of the choice I keep making. I am removed, No longer tempted But sated at all turns Hungry for nothing But … Continue reading Deja Vu

The Muse

Whether pen or pixel, have it close The muse moves swiftly as a ghost Unencumbered by thought or meaning Or time or place or convenient leaning The muse won't wait, she's an impulsive girl She saunters in and lights the world And I'll scramble like a love struck boy All elbows and jostle, to record … Continue reading The Muse

Dipping a Toe: It’s Messy

Am I ready For "Trump" And "Bannon" and "The Alt Right"? Am I ready for the hate they inspire? The problem is not them. The problem is the hate. And I don't think I'm ready. The strength you need to take in hate and convert it to love is beyond me. I would much rather … Continue reading Dipping a Toe: It’s Messy

Birds on a Wire

My ideas, again, flown Like birds on a wire. They sit for a moment Usually until I disturb them with a look And then, alas...they alight One great cloud of inseparable beauty That I can never touch or examine But only relish that I was there for the alighting And disappearance. And that I am … Continue reading Birds on a Wire

Stopping by the Internet on a Snowy Night.

I don't believe in anything Except the confusion, And, sometimes...perception. Ranting at or because of Facebook is like...I can't even say. But it has been said. And I hope I can quietly change And learn to better live... But I hate going to sleep, when there are pixels left to eat, when there are pixels … Continue reading Stopping by the Internet on a Snowy Night.