Stranded on the island
of your professed beliefs
Anchored in the promise
of a new tomorrow
Each wave a stark reminder
of the choices that you made
Your faith inside a bottle
—the tide unclear
(Haverford College: January, 2020)
Stranded on the island
of your professed beliefs
Anchored in the promise
of a new tomorrow
Each wave a stark reminder
of the choices that you made
Your faith inside a bottle
—the tide unclear
(Haverford College: January, 2020)
If Panpsychism were true
—what could ever be false
(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)
The mind and body dualist,
his prison for a throne
Confusion reigns where consciousness walks,
where can it find a home
The soul the prize that matters,
the spirit up for grabs
Proximity defining its own lie,
positioning unclad
But somewhere in the distance,
and somewhere heretofore
A laughter lives beyond itself,
escaping its own core
The zero-sum dilemma,
what Sages claim to own
Lay far beyond what’s deep within
—where truth is free to roam
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
With every new belief,
you have to let something go
Each thought self-entitled
—to reap what it sows
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Understanding too much,
feeling too little
Our being unbalanced
—and spirit restrained
(Wayne Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
We make the beds we lie in
—to sleep or not
(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)
Tripping over my shadow,
guilt darkened the night
The devil bespoken,
fear burning bright
Stepping into the darkness,
one chance to look back
Light shouting farewell
—as panic attacked
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Self-preservation…
our most basic law
Suicide proving
—that free will exists
(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)
Traveling the world in my mind,
ghosts linger behind
Traveling the world in my mind,
each flashback a sign
Traveling the world in my mind,
space harder to find
Traveling the world in my mind
—memories define
(Presbyterian Hospital: January, 2020)
The visionary Poet,
blind to the word
Framing the consciousness
of a thousand lost days
Riding the emotion
of a memory set free
Escaping the entrapment
of description’s pretense
Vanishing in the mist
—like a rewoken dream
(University Of Pennsylvania: January, 2020)