Breaching Earth’s surfaceEnter Into
Wanting to look
More deep into her eyes
Wanting this thing
More than breathing
Wanting to calm
What stutter-stops his voice
Wanting to know
What does he want
Enter into conversation
She will be your song
Enter into understanding
He will prove myth wrong
Opportunist
Wondering how I am passing the time?
Living down your calamity, I
Why?
How dare declare it, you
Love?
Stealing songs as promises
Recall?
The rest of my life, and what am I doing?
Fruitful Be
Our story is not final, Yo
Our shame can take a seat
The last train car, in the back row
As Universe defeats
That rusted coupler is removed
By strength of warriors, we
Pain of ten lifetimes is soothed
Healed now, fruitful be
Cherry Ripple: A Haiku
Why can I never
In all the infinite days
Ever taste the sky?
Special Ops
There is a needing
You know it
A posture we take
A state of mind
Revealing concession
In moments we’re defeated
So we think
Sit up straight, goddammit
Acknowledge the day
With legs long
Jaw strong
Forehead forward
Escape!
What imprisoning thought?
Invisible Crowds
Pendulum swung
Centuries of scores becoming evened
So terribly many words for disclosure’s sake
Too many words to hear
And, I, of all people
The victim of generations of silence
Of crowds who couldn’t speak
Now feeling deafened

Meteorologist
Presently
This is not your life
Dense grey looming in the west
Liars encroaching from the south
Meanwhile
Keeping it all at bay
Flowers bloom within
Self-talk sounds as angels wings
Coupling
Something about 6 thirty
A.M.
Coffee calling
Birds beckoning
You
Something about 10 minutes
Absent-mindedly
Clutching comfort
Begin burning
Me
Song at the ready
Matchstick in hand
In harmony
Afire for it
We
Song I wanna send
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