In theory

Fertilize my garden of wonder with your bull shit Shall we? Go on into the night Ignorant and free Fire burning in my eyes Heat between our beings Little matters other than the freedom we’re feeling And you’re aware That tomorrow may not come You grab my hand and we run into The danger of … More In theory

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A truly free spirit

Identifiably a free spirit no ties to anything relevant can’t find semblance to make sense of it unspoken rationale breaks me  down in minuscule ideas to follow the possibilities, though without thought, never seem to fall shallow not tied to any place or thing most call it wanderlust others simply lost me- utter chaos the inability … More A truly free spirit

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If you want to start something, you’ve gotta start somewhere….

Sitting, cross- legged and feet- tucked, in the seat at my desk, leaned back and exhaling my boredom away, I remember the things that I forget to remember, and make another list of things “to-do” with my life. The list only seems to get longer, while the check marks drown out in scarcity. Travel to France? Paint my … More If you want to start something, you’ve gotta start somewhere….

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Hidden in your being

I love the people you love The things your mind writes on the wall Decided I know your soul and apparent why you don’t show it Sacred as the scriptures from a lifetime past Delicate as a rose crafted from blown glass And alas You make yourself apparent because you want me to know you … More Hidden in your being

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Deeper

Buried in the berry of my cheeks After the sun creeps But before you’re consciousness roused You beat your inhibitions and your words get the best of me The sweet confession sprout in the upper rim of the clock Firm- your impressions are best in the morning erecting a sensation when I reciprocate your professions … More Deeper

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Life on the edge

I linger on the edge Sifting through the murk of mind Finding where it is I’m comfortable in not caring The brooding harmonious sound of the earth whirring about Fills my lungs with the air the earth couldn’t keep me Unaware of the danger I smile sweetly Or is it my heightened sense of being … More Life on the edge

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