poetry

Be your own god In the present here and now Fill the spaces and voids with your own truth Disavow...

Wake up in alarm to the buzz of a bee keeping time Open the blinds to the blinding primetime shine...

I find my way through mazes You could say I’m amazing at mazes Mazes with tricky turns and illusions Ones...

I observe my world and resist being callous I collect furniture for my memory palace Except for that discarded recliner...

When I squint my eyes I bend the light just right Prisms that illuminate beyond what is me I find...

An old man’s lonely eyes gaze longingly out the window Hunched in a wheelchair bound for nowhere A sad out...