Untitled poems

The title comes after the point.

Whether proven or not

the title comes.

Untitled poems

are for better men than I.

Better men

who know what they’re doing.

And better women

who have something to say.

Untitled for Ariel & Jack

Oh, how the light

Always manages

To see through

The dark.

Light and love.

For once I’ve got nothing to say.

And that’s o.k.

Or, no…(insert breathe here)

Best not talk about it.

Best leave’er be.

Besides it’s 6:00am and

I can’t sleep so you tell me?

See, the sun’s still going to rise

and I’m still going to run

and Allen’s still going to love

everything and everyone.

And now that I believe again,

so it is, as it was, as it’s always been.

Light and love, light and love, light and love.