Oh, I don’t trust anyone
further than I can throw them,
or, more importantly,
closer than I
can extend my arms
to hit them.
Coral
I want to be the green palm tree standing between
the sand and your pink sea-side cottage. I mean,
I want everyone who washes up on your
shore to know that I decorate your home.
Slices
You shoot me a mere glance, while I’ve zeroed in on
my twiddled thumbs, but my peripheral vision
fires a snapshot of your energy’s self-directing, and
I straddle it. I revisit it alone on the toilet, in the recliner.
Risk
Someday, I will learn
I can respect another’s autonomy and my
own at the same time,
allow others control while
taking responsibility,
give people my emotions without
manipulating theirs,
and be dominated by
compassion instead of fear—
Galaxy
Quite frankly a little tired
of how much stamina I
have for shifting my
paradigms—
how long I can ride
the edge
of my realm
for overwhelm—
ah, I know
how to bask in the sun!
But I am tired of
being the moon
surrounded by
so much night—
Essence
Cupid shot me through the heart
and wanted to know if I was still bleeding,
so I said, Cupid, what kind of blood is this?
crash
i didn’t mean to sell my soul to the devil. the
words were mixed in the comic book, an
d i was playing them on my tongue, processing
them in my mind, producing them like a con
demned symphony. i asked my mom
how to get it back, but she said, shouldn’t
Busy These Days
Soft and small and
hard like something that’s
been whittled away to
their inner rock
Impossible
Singing on the clouds like an army—
bodies, robes, warriors guarding,
so adjacent I can’t see through the wall.
Melodies like weapons fending off
for my protection, I don’t know whom,
for what lies beyond?
Angels, I want to know—why
are you watching? I would not look away
from any of the doubts, questions,
Will-o’-the-Wisp
Lost in the dark,
all the little things I can imagine
like stars,
Alphabet Ravine 