I choose to forget All that made you real, The space I leased to you in this brief burning existence I revoke The momentary lapse of judgment leaves a mark, An impression of bad times That will fade, Slowly, Until you are gone with it Spinning in crisis mode, Your default state is chaos, The…

Your words dissipate and move away with the wind; I carve mine in rock, Burn them into the face of the moon And encode them in the current of my DNA Still; nothing is forever, And these timid atmospheres retract at your reproach In the death rattle of this terrible year October gives way to…

Every moment In which I refrain From reaching out I grow, Reaching inward The spirit swells Against this temporary casing Until I feel As though I may burst Through the shell Escaping Issuing out Back into the wilderness Of the source Every breath I cycle through Is eternity All of this Is forever As I…

Sunday mornings possess a particular phase of gravity, perched perilously at the edge of criticality I wake up, empty And realize I must fulfill my capitalist quota; Burning through invisible credits will make me whole again Lurching through the crowd of listless others I am aware of our oneness Lost in the fog of space,…

Old men, so terribly afraid They lean forward and turn the volume up Their loud and angry thoughts overlap With the cable network news master’s Old men so close to the end They chase the scent of blood like Aztecs Believing that power rests at the heart of violence Undoing the only way forward Old…

Coming alive with midnight Catching the subconscious in parallel rituals Cigarettes stuck on repeat as I listen to all the fan motors click on and off before the second sleep Rolling clockwise with the sun’s steady influence Across the face of our little bubble Relativity is stretched to its limits in my bedroom Gravity wells…