I cannot assimilate.
I am not absolute matter.
I cannot be confined to one thought.
My mind cannot be shaped into one
Definitive
Form.
I am
Ever evolving.
Jun12
Monthly Archives: June 2016
Jun8
The Dock
The boat is easing up to the dock.
My friend you have returned
And tears fill my eyes.
Alas the reflection of the summer sun
Upon the water stings my eyes
As I frantically search for you.
My heartstrings play your name as my feet
Carry me to you.
Arms and legs no longer heavy.
Heartbeats fall into sync.
Our smiles speak of perfect happiness.
Bliss unspoken.
And there upon the dock we are home.
Jun7
Forgotten
Love them,
For with their eyes they see
Merely flesh.
They do not recognize their
Own souls.
They have forgotten their
Hearts;
Misplaced love.
Jun3
Stop
Sometimes I turn my back on
Myself
To stop the writing,
The ever pressing feelings.
Pretend not to listen to all the thoughts
Ricocheting
On my insides.
My heart and head
Moving at the speed of light.
I hold on too tight
Trying to tame them,
Trying to shrink them
That I may grasp and squeeze them
Into ink.
Most often
They do not translate;
They do not fit.
Unsoundness of mind
Prevails.
Alienation my companion.
Sometimes.
Chole Into Diamonds 