Behind closed eyes,

the future still to mourn

 

Grieving in a blinded state

—orphans left unborn

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

Indentured as servants,

and not as our masters

 

Words are conscripted

—their meanings enslaved

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

Kiss me once more lovingly,

than you have kissed before

 

Tell me that our love is shared,

and one plus one is four

 

Kiss me once more lovingly,

with time our hearts denied

 

As death abates, new dreams await

—forever’s wish to hide

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

I’m back from war without my soul,

having pawned it on the field

Among the dead and buried dreams,

whose futile prayers concealed

I wonder where my spirit hides,

as I sleep these endless hours

With day as night and night as day,

in loneliness devoured

My mind goes back to search the graves,

old enemies inside

And calls my name into the dark

—reclaiming every lie

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

Caught inside a memory,

with flashbacks of desire

 

Your scent returns as lightning

—my heart a copper wire

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

If you’re not ready to kill the lion

—never stalk its trail

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

Knowing only

what your path has shown

—so little have you learned

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

Entropy evaporating

into itself

 

Birthing an ending

—singular truth

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: Tribute To Stephen Hawking October, 2020)

Reaching through the Biosphere,

I touched the hand of God

 

Who turned me around and pushed me back,

inside my inner pod

 

Letting me go with these final words,

 transcending into self…

 

“Your search is to end where you began

—your heart and mind to meld”

 

(The Book Of Prayers: October, 2020)

Backround information,

footnotes of the weak

 

Substantiating all excuse,

data incomplete

 

Reasoned explanation,

wishful thinking’s tool

 

For dilettante’s to build a stage

—to dance and play the fool

 

(New Hope Pennsylvania: September, 2020)