Newton took it all wrong When that apple dropped The same sweet, deadly orb That dug Eve’s grave One sunny day in Paradise
The blow from my karma ripped a hole in my ego that let the pain pour in to awaken my heart
In the golden of past autumns Carolina in the fall I have tasted sweet: Maple syrup, thick as amber Straight from the sanguine trees,…
Demons feed on me, their beaks dar… but after the dances of pain have… I look upon them with a strange fo… for they have killed what I am not and chewed away the ropes of skin,…
Here we go Like the dust bowl families that w… Learning to stretch the bread and… And still found gritty smiles for… Here we go again
In the beginning There is only breath In the end, there is only breath In between, world exists, and is g… All that is transitory, all that i…
It was once said that were the meaning of life to b… laughter would ring from the rooft… And in worlds next to ours from subatomic to supernova
Tread softly my friend for what seems as solid as the oaks familiar trunk or the well packed dirt on this pa… or predictability
and the best that we can hope for is a few familiar faces a light in cold dark places a moment that erases all the walls that hold us back
My blindness told me: My Hell is…
In the smaller hours In those times of unspeakable doub… Look East and see the faint splas… Of mango and sand, soft as a web And strong as a child’s shout
Beneath the pale of dreary days go… When long the shadows lie upon you… And all the evenings tears have lo… For loves own labor tossed and tor… When all alone at last you wander,…
Down here at the bottom there is n… surfaces are smooth, hard, frozen… steel, cinder block, scaled and se… the angles are unmoving, like foss… I mold to the floor, head on a ste…
Your heart is a rock Beyond all the fickle tides And when the moon pulls the waves… And your lashing bites my sand I lay still, for I know your true…
Like Ezekiel In the valley of dry bones I awaken Every dangerous morning And stumble toward Bethlehem
