Temporary Fate

I accept this temporary fate

In faith with the sun

In faith with the moon

In faith with the stars

Sinking through the ether

To rise like Roman candles

In the gasp of morrows yonder wake

Neighborhood, Winnetka CA 2021

Confirmation(in the form of being)

Tell me his name

And I’ll give him your word

Though to an illusion

I can not confirm—

Within him lies many,

Within you lies more—

His name’s but of flesh and bone.

So tell me your name

And I’ll give you his word

Be it not an illusion,

Something I can confirm.

The Raven

The Raven waits

My answer’s no

Then leaves me with

His knowledge

Broken Hearts

One day

When ready

I’ll tell you a story.

A story of a boy

Who never stopped running.

I’m just not ready

To break your heart.

Saying no and Saying yes

What I’ve learned over time

Through my own self sacrifice

Is simple, and it’s this:

Admitting when to say no

is just as important as

knowing when to say yes.

Solace’s Depths

People might never understand

sincere isolation or solace’s depths

until they find themselves

most comfortably within

their own weightless bounds of solitude.

Awesome—

I don’t need reassurance

to know I’m awesome—

Denial’s just too much fun

and if I actually had the drive

I’d be off a cliff by now—

inspiring admiration, apprehension, or fear.

It always hurt to admit, but what doesn’t?

for John Fante

Perhaps I’ve said too little,

perhaps I’ve said too much.

Whichever be the case Fante,

perhaps I’ll Ask The Dust.

A story

There’s always a story to tell.

Always,

A story…

To tell—

I’m not talking about Cards

If it works out

It works out

If not, you learn a lesson

You move on to the next

Split hands and

Double down