I don’t know how long can this bitter sweet
Persist without getting hit
A reality to concede
To have this is to always bleed
As salmons swimming across
To fresh from saline
Against currents
Arm the Youth with Audacity
Executed with
Mild arrogance
And wanton disregard
As a kid with misplaced courage
Churning out
Treading unknown territory with
Rather dangerous results
Enviable
What’s dancing
Naked Power
Maybe, we truly
Are inherently lazy
Or if we let convenience
Take care of responsibility
We’d let it strip part of our humanity
We won’t know the difference
We won’t know any better
Mod con is the sweetest temptation
Easily, let
Drift
Everything looks good in a blur
Everyone is forgivable, far behind…
Heirarchy
He shook my hand
Back in the day when you can do such
He put on his public mask
Smiling at the burden that comes with fame
And I tried to speak
As if we were on the same level
He treated me like we were
Earth
She doesn’t mind getting cruel… get in a duel… Light this fuel… Turn her back and leave what’s behind her in flames
These Days Unlike Those Before
I don’t recall raining most of January
For as long as I’ve lived
There are no heavy gray skies
That drip as Siberian winds
Breeze through the few days
Trees are tricked into
Shedding their worn leaves
For the chill of tropic winter
A list of what rarely happens
Unexpectedly thinned out
The past
Never a Miracle Run
The champ went back home
She couldn’t believe it
She couldn’t...
Everybody wants to see her
On one afternoon
Parading with fists up in the air
The parade’s viewed better
Looking up
With the crowd united in a
End Credits on Borrowed Time
Denying it doesn’t make it less true
Explaining it doesn’t necessarily make things better
Still...
He was thankful for what she did.
Truly grateful for who she was. There was never the right time, space or words.
Only the right moments when the moments were
Early Morning
Dawn eases in
Dimly illuminating the damp street
Filling my fear
Signifying that I
Did not get the right amount of sleep
But what is the right amount
Of forty winks?
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