Many anxious evenings
I want to burn every word I’ve written
…
Over a great bonfire of massive flames
Reaching for the atmosphere
Dreaming of visiting the stars
…
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Many anxious evenings
I want to burn every word I’ve written
…
Over a great bonfire of massive flames
Reaching for the atmosphere
Dreaming of visiting the stars
…
Breath so unrelenting
Until the last falls still
One day
It will all
…
Gazing across that river
Watching them on segments of their path
Visible from here
I have to wonder
Do I see them the same?
Call out my name
Shout it across the house to summon me
To the kitchen to cut vegetables with you
Sing it to me at sundown for soothing comfort
As if I myself am the sweet lullaby
…
The other night as I drifted off to sleep
With tiny quiet dread, my heart whispered to me
A wicked truth newly discovered:
So many friends
Stunned to be somehow one of them
I find myself on guard
Having learned them to be ephemeral
Sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly
Evaporating into the vapid hollow space
Where my love echoes, no longer heard
By any but me
February 12, 2025, 10:40 p.m.
People say that doing the right thing is the most difficult
They also tell me I should stay
I’ve been doing my best
through this weakness
this deformity
you know and appreciate this
and you’ve been so good
so generous and patient
with these damaged goods
…
Carrying silence like it’s my birthright
…
In this stillness
I choose to imagine myself
…
To be seen thoroughly, deeply
Is to be known and truly loved
With unmatched honesty
…