Playing footsie
with the past
my toes became
entangled
With every fawned
and misplaced
step
— my indecision walked
(Dreamsleep: March, 2026)
Playing footsie
with the past
my toes became
entangled
With every fawned
and misplaced
step
— my indecision walked
(Dreamsleep: March, 2026)
You can wash off
your fingers
but never the print
You can polish
an apple
but the worm still within
You can take out
the trash
but the smell’s in the air
You can falsely
deny
— but the memory’s still there
(Dreamsleep: January, 2026)
We die
but once
while living
through a horror
a thousand times
We die
but once
ignoring
what our freedom
most defines
All life’s
a choice
our future claimed
when dealt
at our behest
Another
chance
to beat the dealer
the trump card
— in our vests
(Septa R5: March, 2026)
The Winter
of my
discontent
Embryo
of my
soul’s intent
Summer
calling
deep within
Hope
to answer
on the wind
Dove’s
releasing
peace in flight
Angel’s
harping
— pure delight
(Dreamsleep: March, 2026)
In two rooms
at opposite ends
of today
the devil pays my rent
Forcing me to
finally choose
but one
debauchery
— or repent
I partied in one
and wrote in the other
as
distance
protected
the lie
A dualist slave
in the paradox
of hell
a prodigal
— whose well had run dry
(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)
The dream
taken seriously
but never myself
Whose course
is replotted
as ice starts to melt
Life an
eternal
shipwreck of hope
But lifeboats
sit waiting
— where wishes refloat
(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)
The Choice
Prescience an Angel
that rides on the storm
To bring us good tidings
or danger to warn
Spreading its wings
that determine our fate
The choice to jump on
— better early than late
(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)
Time Unwound
Looking ahead
today is ignored
Tomorrow unpromised
this moment secure
All joy in returning
where riches surround
To presence surrendered
— where time is unwound
(The New Room: February, 2026)
Now & Forever
I married
character
You married
cheese
I vowed
for life
Your words
to tease
I married
beauty
You married
lust
I am
still married
Yours
— is a bust
(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)
First
Last
And Always
— Have Something To Say
(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)
Neither
happiness
nor misery
But the
kinship
they imbue
He who feels
the deepest
grief
Is to joy
most open
to
Life dissolves
without
context
No moment
stands
alone
For light
to shine
it needs the dark
Wherein
the truth
— is shown
(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)
Each day
its own treasure
Gifted
alone
Attached to
the moment
In liege
to the throne
Today
not tomorrow
Our key
to the gate
Unlocking
deliverance
Forever
— to wait
(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)