I climbed the Mountain and broke my ankle on the Molehill.
I no longer see the difference between,
watching my step like a raccoon in the night.
Monthly Archives: April 2019
a caged dove
Not all the people
you need, can stay
in your life for keeps
they too have places to be
thay can’t always, always be
it gets easier to juggle
some days, others
it’s impossible, until
you’re able to see
that need was never meant to be
your burden, so it’s yours to release
if and when you can
like a caged dove
whose only wish it is to fly
into that holy land.
a cat cradling yarn
Don’t fool yourself
I’m always listening
like a cat cradling yarn
I can get tangled too
but understand this
I have not the time
nor patience, for hollow eyes
or condescending felines,
who’ve been cute in their foolery
though you sir, are not
so as I walk away, I thank you
for your time, believe it or not
I’ve been listening my whole life,
and you’re a tangled mess
that I refuse to fool myself into believing otherwise.
Pillow Talk
Alone, is where
everything makes sense.
It is all the other times
that haunt me!
But I’m sleeping better now,
with a few lone nightmares
tucked under my pillow.
Just in case
I get lost in a dream again.
Just in case
I forget how to wake.
Will you, be there to haunt me?
Or have I just been alone
after all this time?
Whether or not you noticed, partner!
I’m kneeling where I stand.
Words Of An Average White Male 