Tuesday, June 25, 2013

11:05am - One of those dead mornings

Rest less
Consume little -
Little light
Love less
Such twisted treatment
of one never out of sight,
with open or closed eyes.

Friday, June 21, 2013


I won't sleep much tonight -- too much tea
And too much am I filled with thoughts
which occupy that part of my brain that refuses to shut off.

I won't wake up late -- not enough day
to allow myself to sleep in till noon
and miss the early hours in which the day blooms.

Without much sleep and with eyes scarcely open
Umbrella in hand, braving the city rain
Though my bed is warm and inviting --
Outside adventure waits.

Monday, June 17, 2013


Like a downward tug at the point -
slips out of my ribcage
and plunks into my stomach -
- floats haphazardly -
bobbing from side to side
Capsize and still I.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013


On this cloudy day
I think to myself,
that stranger things have happened.
Stranger things.
But still, what a surprise to find,
that while we are not invincible,
nor indestructable,
nor proofed for pain -
we are the ever delicate survivors. 
We live on, breathe on
move on --
then grow.

Thursday, June 6, 2013


Bitterness is dust
Blow it all away
No time to scrub to no end
A heart thought sickly stained

Dear darling you have everything
Just look above the waves
- you own the wide and open sky;
the sun is yours to tame.

Monday, June 3, 2013


A lighter in one hand
One hand on the rail
Knuckles pale, buckling knees
Shaky resolve, tentative spirit
Should I? Should I?
Let it all burn -
or sprint across again;
chase every panel
or drop the flames
And let it end.