I caught the Muse having an affair….
with my banished and cursed darker side
I could hear them laughing inside me,
such lovemaking I cannot abide
A tryst most unwelcome though familiar,
my dreams left abandoned of sleep
To kill off the one, I must kill off the other
—alone in the night where I bleed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
The merry-go-round of each day slipped away,
and memories were all that was left
Until the turning stopped and my spirit released,
set free, but to never forget
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
Staring into my own eyes,
I saw the Lord at last
All time as one, the parts now whole
no future and no past
Staring into my own eyes,
the light pulled me inside
And letting go, I felt the rush
—no more to question why
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
Intuition is to reason
as a black hole is to space
A cistern of discovery
—void of distance, time, and place
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
Reason goes just so far it seems
—faith crossing every line
Hope the ticket to a better place
—enlightenment sublime
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
When you give the horse his rein
—it’s more about the chase than the hunt
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
The greater the question
the more futile the answer
Truth open ended
—opinion be damned
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
What man can’t understand
he often chooses to believe
Where lying just beyond his grasp
all faith and dogma bleed
What man can’t understand
he follows blindly ill conceived
A void to fill as darkness hides
—a fantasy supreme
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
The cruelest thing about life
—is that it can be taken away
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
Liking what things are supposed to be
instead of what they are
I spend my life in wondered lust
not near, yet so afar
Wishing the truth not what it was
but what it was meant to be
I spend my nights in wish filled dreams
—my faith on bended knee
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
An Anthology Of Perception 