Are you everything you could have been,
the moments gone,
the wafer thin
While reaching out did you lose hold
of what defines you,
a broken mold
The chase elusive, running wild
into the darkness,
a bastard child
To reach old age before your time,
a broken bell
—that cannot chime
(Villanova University: July, 2021)
Hitchhiking Angel,
twelve stringed harp,
wandering spirit
—Elk City wind
(Tucumcari New Mexico: January, 2019)
The farther away you get from your essence
—the longer your nights become
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
Overcoming myself,
I crowned the impossible
The weight finally lifted
—abandoning the throne
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
Spiritual draftsmen,
builders of walls
Demanding blind homage,
tithes of false hope
Fortressing darkness,
ministering fear
Evangelist’s rumbling
—prophets who quake
(Rosemont College: July, 2021)
Death came to feast
on pride and ill intent
Leaving only bones
—the marrow sucked dry
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
Living at maximum RPM,
the world outside surrounds me
Setting traps and digging holes
to slow my motion down
I bob and weave, increasing speed,
the pitfalls deep and mighty
Hunted for the threat I pose
—their treadmills overwound
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: July, 2021)
Did time predate matter,
unto itself
Alive A Priori
—wholly indwelt
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
Burned
by the flame of
of his observation
Charred
by the memory
of a final wish
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
Reigning in his own demise,
the alcoholic stumbles
Falling from the ramparts high,
hard upon the ground
A monarchy of lost regret,
in anger’s shame he crumbles
Trapped inside a broken dream
—heartache’s thorny crown
(Rosemont College: July, 2021)
