Capital I

I’ll invoke increasing ire
“How dare she,” they’ll surely declare, haughtily
“We want war — sacrifice is what she’s for!”

Cameras and courtrooms
v.
Chaos and cartoons

I’m irksome
Ironic, too, I’m told
Relationships of sinking ships
I Quit
I Quit
I Quit

Case of The Century
Grand. Beginning. Finally.
Me, at the center
See?

Step Lively

If you’re trekking alone in the dark
The train station within sight
Hope of home in your heart
Schedule unknown but hoping you won’t be late

Those obstacles in the meantime?

The throngs of strangers
The loved One who neither noticed you’re gone, nor cares whether you’ll ever return
A nearly dead battery and bank balance
Yesterday tethered around your ankles

Take comfort, you are seen

Someday, in 20/20 hindsight, find
A candle shone in some window
That beautiful soul, burned for you

The train leaves sharp at 11:11pm
You are loved far greater than you think
Now run, freely

And step lively



New Ocean

A freeing, I imagine, is the gift we’d gift eachother

Leave the striving and othering to striving others grasping for some brass ring

Leave the grasping to the ocean waves that want more of the shore

A new ocean and eachother’s, I know…gold rings…free

a fortiori

Why the grown hawk would struggle on
The wind
I cannot know

I've seen it, though
And desiring
To help things along for regalness sake

I reached up on high
In prayer
To see burden lifted, compass-mark found