What’s something most people don’t know about you?
Something that most people don’t know about me is that I — 100% — hoard books, virtue, and Receipts.
What references, then
Were ever more rosier
Than Faith, Hope, and Love

What’s something most people don’t know about you?
Something that most people don’t know about me is that I — 100% — hoard books, virtue, and Receipts.
What references, then
Were ever more rosier
Than Faith, Hope, and Love

Why, son, if you did right
Turned out alright
Spoke honest
Were kind, and all that
Do you fear your broken heart?
You gave your all
Did not make her feel small
At her gazed, only
Promised her your days
Now, nighttime…damn, dark nighttime
Take back your breath she stole
Beggar no more — you’re whole
This will take all you know
You did right by her, didn’t you?
Now do right by you

Though we prayed ‘til dawn
Once the sun rose on my love
You grasped midnight’s hand

What would you do if you lost all your possessions?
If I lost all my possessions, then I hope I’d respond by embracing my freedoms.
I hope….
‘neath twilight,
Now gone, night
Breezeless, that we’d hear
Sun thinking
Debating
Not coming too near
Earth rustles
We wrestle
Then, loose unchecked fear!
The stars freeze
Hark! Claim these!
Freedoms, conscience clear

Uncertain toolbox
And uncertain feet
A map that is crumbled and frail
A childhood song wafts
With mem’ries of North
Distant — but God’s path prevails!
Joy, He will give you
Peace, you will have
For, He does call you His own
The world may leave you
Reject, and thieve you
Still you are never alone

In what ways does hard work make you feel fulfilled?
Soul searching is hard work. Does it not usually cause a sense of alone-ness that might make us press pause on that search? May it be we each see it through and fire fear.
I learned you’ve always been near
I never needed to fear
Earth’s spinning had me confused
Fodder for Satan to use
Told to think as I ought to
It left me treading water
And pulled me far from you
Pulled me far from you
If this magic will be mine
Will it mean the end of time
‘cause I thought you never, never, never, would arrive
Spirit, you have arrived

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?
The best piece of advice I’ve ever received:
“There is no white knight.”
It is no surprise
Cinderella walks alone
What did she expect

Who will I be if I’m not seventeen
Bright eyed…everyone enamored with me
Will my responses be always so quick
Too quick most times…impressed with my own wit
Seventeen fails me I don’t know it yet
Sixty, I’ll honor…despite seventeen’s regret

How are you feeling right now?
Right now, and always, I am feeling certain —- and I am certain….
But that you’re my world
And the stars dance when we dance
I know not a thing

What was the last thing you searched for online? Why were you looking for it?
Folly was the last thing I went searching for online. I needed to tell it hello, evidently.
Came I, here, to the end of Happy Street
‘Twas just say hello to you
Sadly I’m surprised to see
A shallow in last decade’s sea
With that, I felt to ask, in lieu
Why, love, are you waning, too?
