Requesting

forgiveness

from the dead

My will

crossing over

no longer misled

Requesting

forgiveness

my debt was set free

Destiny

reckoned

—atonement complete

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

Returning

as a man

woken from the sleep

of lost memory

 

Daydreaming now

the only option

eyes wide open

images flash

 

Moments before

become moments after

painting all reference

in shades of gray

 

Starting the ending

to seal its inception

each step taken

—forward and back

 

(The New Room: March, 2023)

When everything around us

is dead and gone

 

All we have left

—is the Word

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

Ideas

or wordcraft

There’s times

you must choose

 

The style

or substance

Which one

left askew

 

One choice

or the other

Becomes

zero-sum

 

Delivering

prescience

If words

—on the run

 

(The New Room: March, 2023)

Feigning reentry

from places I’ve wandered

Destiny challenged

the status-quo damns

 

Feigning reentry

from freedom unhindered

Life but a journey

its trappings to ban

 

Feigning reentry

its price was my freedom

The given agenda

new death to the dream

 

Feigning reentry

refusal my mantra

Staying in transit

—new rivers unstreamed

 

(The New Room: March, 2023)

 

(if it’s)

 

Love me …

hate my writing

 

(or)

 

Hate me …

love my writing

 

I can live with the hate

 

(Rosemont College: March, 2023)

Retracing my steps …

picking up the pieces

of a misguided past

Cleaning up the memories

that so litter my

attention

Given one more chance

to change

the things I never intended

Given one last chance

to right the wrongs

—of my prodigal ways

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

How did he drive

those cars that fast

 

Far past the limits

of traction and time

 

Speed as his master

death as his

mistress

 

Chasing defiance

the sweetest

of wine

 

(Juan Manuel Fangio: March, 2023)

 

 

The reason we give it so much verbiage

the reason we give it time

The reason we search the light fantastic

the reasons left ill defined

 

The reason the choices finally matter

the reason we pick and choose

The reason we leave a trail behind us

the reasons we’re not bemused

 

The reason the voices call within us

the reason the nights are long

The reason each season traps our longing

the reasons both right and wrong

 

The reason when nothing’s left to answer

the reason no sirens call

The reason we leave the past unanswered

—the reasons we can’t recall

 

(The New Room: March, 2023)

 

Without

the conception inception

connection

Life

 is a desert

—of lost possibility

 

(The New Room: March, 2023)