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The truth has waited long enough.


I dedicate this to whom it belongs.

The swelter keeps a record heat this year
It’s a murderous spring
Losing itself between
Frost-bitten ices and heat-stroke orange
Blood orange
The kind sliced and placed perfectly in its pointless garnishing place

And here am I
Another token of your majesty’s invincibility
Should’ve gambled on the chance of it
Me, falling predictably apart at your treason’s start
When I die, will there be a heart
In you, will that be enough, your highness, to prove
That my faith could’ve gone on forever?
Will you sadden your face to suit the occasion?
Compassion, empathy, when in season or fashion
You, how you would just so happen
To keep coming around
Happen, always know where to be and when
Include us, if you will
Structurized memories and compromised plans
New age theories with their many hidden agendas

How do you keep up with yourself?

I once was one of the few, the only
Putting all my broken chips upon you
You, with your royal rule of the Universe
Your well-thought words
Which aid and abed
Each of your ulterior motives
Far too many to count
I was kept taught and rapt to them
To you
By denial of my angst and inner doubtings

Trust not the still and silent snake

And yet in my own transcendence
The Zen I developed before you ever came along
The enlightenment for which you can take no credit, master
I did. I tried to forgive you
Release my pain
Along with my poignant disbelief
To your many Gods,
Place the blame upon them
To make sense of the inconsistencies

I was once but a sperm
Cloaked in the scent of desire
Wanting, wanting
My genetic disposition
Of narcissism
Self-awareness, as you’d say

I was at fault, a Y chromosome too
Half false, half true
Rushing forth with my emotions to the egg
The ovarian safe haven
Where I planted myself
Made a home, painted the walls a new color
To call it my own
Nesting in the fertile soil; zygote or embryo
Which is it?
Surely as with everything you know
Everything about me
And it helps to see your talent in the art of public speaking
Nothing captures attention
Like the slack of a jaw

You are wrong, you are cruel, and you are good at what you do

The findings of these deficiencies
Collect into a grand criticism
A tide pulsing with the moon
Full, pain; the rare eclipse
As you
Have; refrain from being
The one thing that I could count on
Confide in

How is that for looking long and hard?
Does my self contempt suit you?

Nothing can see us
Quit so clearly

As betrayal


a poem of schism, of sorts

a poem of schism, of sorts

Waken by dreams interwoven by time
Eyes open eyes up and soak up the sky
By now, the stars have all starved themselves dark
Emptied, the mind once again has its spark

We have the divine
It sleeps in our soul
Rested and nestled in rock
How it rolls

Gather no moss
Step not on the grass
Careful on sidewalks
The terminal cracks

People in mass measured all or else half
and collecting
Some treasure hunt map

Scavenger hunt off a beaten path
Veering back on
And then learning to laugh

…That’s what I mean when I say where I’m at

Sunshiny day
Prepositional phrase
The end is well suited
To know what to say

Burst at the seams
Busting wide open black
Fade to grey made to play
Perfect and pass

Hall forth and back
Words on attack
Propel themselves tandem
In free fall collapse

Six times seven is forty two
Out of the blue
You have turned into you

(The universe beckons you out of your shoes.)

To touch it and see
To taste it and feel
Stars and the moons and the planets are real

How can you prove what you cannot define?
If love needed proof would you say it’s not mine?

Have and to hold
Give and get back
A huge high five
And a pat on the back

Prove this hypothesis
Make me believe
I don’t have to sleep to finish my dream

Accomplishment goals and success in a can
Millions of peaches
Cut down first by hand

Processed and packaged
Delivered on time
For purchase, pontificate
When where and why

Wisdom would never sit well in a spoon
Fed to her children
By light from the moon

Silver means lucky
But where I came from
We picked our own peaches and
That’s how it’s done

Straight off the vine
Grapes were lonely then too
At least I could choose
What I chose to consume

Don’t let it consume you
These flicker-and-fail
Sorrows unveiled

Ask and then tell.
Hide and then seek.
A minute an hour a day and
A weak

Little engine that could.
Faith and mountains and wood
Burn, become magic
I promised I would

Having done all I could
I sat down in the shade
But growing can only be
Done the hard way
You should

Brightly shining
Just say what you’ll say
No need to save it

For Some Rainy Day