Hello
horizon, your majesty
Infinitely exquisite
Torrential exhibit

You,
Exhilarate me
Set me free
Let me be

Your endlessness
Sustains a breath
A moment’s gaze
Life’s ablaze

Meaning
The Purpose
The dewdrops
A morning Sun

Being
Elbows tucked in
Hands pressed
Eyes closed

I’m here

I’m tired
All vitals on high alert
My homeland on fire
Work’s a curse
What the fuck?

Doing a thing
Joy has left the building
Sleep is worse
How the fuck?

Depression, my friend
I didn’t miss you
I’d forgotten your sting

Welcome back, asshole.

When perfect symmetry is something, then disarray is another thing.
I wonder in wonder as if another, sneaking under no volition.

I wonder if you are who you are,
do you see another?

Swinging monkeys prancing by the car, mental sonars flinging far.

How does sense make sense in a nonsensical galaxy?

Random dog walks and random sniffs.
Cat scratches on a random skiff, a mind
turned on its bed head.

What we need is a paradox
To know we’ll live
With something to give
Forever

To know
Never let go
Never hold on
As we’re meant to be