now i'm sitting on the edge of this thing.
this big black bowl that sinks in.
and all i can do is look at it.
and how it holds all these pills that are too big to swallow.
so i bite my lips and dangle my feet.
but once i sit myself up i'm looking at you and your mouth. furrowed brow.
it keeps forming words but saying nothing out loud.
keeps pausing and starting and sputtering.
because i asked the things i shouldn't have again.
i sit on my hands. listen to you blubber.

It is deep within the manifestation of the causal dynamics,
And interstellar energies connected to the shamanic,
To create a resolute determination stronger than granite,
In those of the sacred starseed mission to save our planet.

To inspire our aspirations through an art graceful and sublime,
As the outer limits of space and inner soul begin to entwine,
And through meditative affirmations to higher dimensions align,
And so connect us to the essence of the unique cosmically divine.

In the past, she smiled
because in the moment
it seemed like the right thing to do.
There was a labor to it.

Her new smile is an improvement;
it doesn't have effort behind it.

Maybe I had something to do with this,
but I want to be the reason for it now.

Wonder if I will become high nosed snobbery
Or choose to mask up to collect as it is mandatory.
Who will I remember from preschool or will that be too compulsory?
Should I just stick to my family as I would feel obligatory.
How far will the winnings stretch or will that be up to the actuary?

Definitely, not growing old as a weary spinster and will choose to marry.
Dazzle like England's King Arthur to Guinevere,
Amid the extravagant fanfare and pageantry.

You and I fight constantly
We always go back and forth
But when it all comes down
We don't question our worth

I might not be the best sister
I know you do deserve better
But I truly want you to know
I'll stay no matter the weather

I'd die for you in one heartbeat
I'd face the fire, I'd brave the heat
I'd give my life for yours tonight
Side by side we will always fight

The end
Comes with August
Days full of sun and heat
A month consumed with summer fun
Now gone

It cooled the scarlet rosebud
soothed the lonely path

danced among the lily pods
gathered with the grass

bellowed above tin rooftops
perched with maple leaves

skipped along the river bank
paused beneath the trees

sang softly to the sidewalk
splashed in shallow mud

then, with one small breath, faded
silently into the sun

Recurrent suicidal thoughts
vaingloriously wend along winding road
within windmills of my mind
(o'er a death cab for cutie weeknd)
yakking, yanking, and yawking zeal
becalming this crash test dummy rolling
stone temple pilot inxs
of maroon 5 plus decades long
perdition hellaciously slogging
slow as adam and the ants,
thru fifty shades of gray's

Showers of light sparkle; eyes wide open to perceive,
In silence darkness, his gaze fixed on heaven, eager to receive.
As instant light, streaks across, awe-inspiring canvass,
It’s followed by a trail of sprinkled sky and stardust.

To the north, moons crescent, finds the gaze of a small child,
And within silent backdrop, he rises, the moon upon him smiled.
Apart from for his own breath, airing joy in quiet earth,
A tranquil curve kisses dust, and gives a comet second birth.

ORIGINS

A thin streak of pink where the blade has been
An untold story of both accident and design
When emotions rose up, washing sense away
And no conscious thought will ever hold sway
Whilst regret and remembrance hold the line
As reluctant contributors to the saddest scene