Vibrant

at times, it seems
my life is flooded with
screaming technicolor —
when all I really need is
the quiet assurance of
black & white.

Holloween (Haiku)

with you on my mind,
All Hallows’ Eve truly feels
utterly hollow.

Try

how do I wrap my mind around
the sharp edges of this screaming void,
when all I have is
tattered faith
to stop the bleeding?

how do I reach the point where
I can put one foot in front of the other,
when I know the things I know —
deep down; rooted
in the essence of my being?

Pay The Price (Haiku)

in this world we race
from humaneness to high end(s) —
money has no soul.

Fleeting Fairy Tale

I wish I could hide your image
in the soft, sauntering fog —
let harsh endings
dissolve into nothingness
& see, that there never was
anything solid
between you & me

I wish I could
write this fleeting fairy tale,
but it would simply be
untrue.

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On The Edge

sometimes I feel wedged in
between fast life, still life & you
& I balance on
the edge of this one slow breath
before the gut-wrenching bellow.

E(xc)lusive

I feel you —
at times through paper-thin layers;
at times through walls
as thick as your skull

I feel you —
though you became
the personification of indistinct,
your words never left
the way you did.

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(A)stray

why did you leave your beating heart
at the side of the road?
it cannot survive on
exhaust fumes & fast food wrappers
alone.

Comic(al)?

what if my life
was a graphic novel —
filled with hordes of
pain & longing
in monstrous shapes & forms?

what if I woke
from my protective slumber &
started turning
these oozing pages
in baffled disbelief?

Static

silence has a voice
in the days’ (l)on(e)ly hours —
I do not always savor
the tone & frequency.

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Wayfare (Haiku)

still, my footsteps fall —
I never found my home in
familiar places.

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In|spirit

time has no soul.
it keeps ticking endlessly —
no warmth, no essence lives
in its bare, boundless bones

time has no soul.
but it is you who can
make it come alive.

Disney World’s Downside

some days it feels like
my personal amusement park
is an empty parking lot

I walk around aimlessly;
cotton candy carried faithfully
on its dead-weight stick,
lopsided & holding on for dear life

some days I get
so tired of looking
for my own joyous ride.

(Fl)inching Forward

do I dare say I am moving on,
when these unyielding, invisible fetters,
molten into flesh & mind alike,
restrain every deliberate action
in past, present & future days?

do I dare say I am moving on,
when there is no room to move &
my spirit just endures; kept
in its well-maintained coffin corner —
stored slightly out of sight?

do I dare say I am moving on,
when I still fight to grasp
the silky strands of freedom —
always wickedly elusive, but
never quite out of reach?

Timeless

years have passed since
we shared a laugh & a table —
effervescent,
under a fabled sky

though our bones
may feel the difference,
there is not a single gray hair
in the essence of our words.