I love the way he sleeps, my little puppy dog. He stretches out his feet, and makes himself so long. His nose tucked in his paws,

Great match out there tonight, at least that’s what I was told. I had to deal with things, obligations to uphold. The crowd wasn’t much,

It’s painful being alone Having not chosen so Forever feeling worthless Unwanted leftover gross Left to rot where time forgot

Summer sunday morning. Angry nineties grunge rock serenading the neighborhood through screens of open windows. Fresh coffee brewing.

Vile is the predator That preys upon the minds Of the young and impressionable For the sake of control As a child I was exposed

I catch a glimpse of two deer running, high tailed across the road. Across the yard! Behind the house!

He watched in wonder as her fingers fluttered thrusting thread over thread in perpetuant poetry. Her hair flowed fluidly

I’m feeling like an airplane that is coming apart at the rivets. My insides are swirling in a violent rage and my soul is struggling to contain the chaos. I’m two days in on a THC fast ...

And so, with each coming day The sun rises. And then, with each coming eve The sun also sets. Each day. Every day.

Straight up; vibes y’all. Peaceful and direct vibes. Intentional and pure, vibes. Wavelength vibrations. Ripples. Flow. Movement.

I went away Disappeared for nearly ten years. I came back Revitalized

Floating around the giant blacknes… Teetering on the precipice fightin… Heavy weighs the hesitation that f… No sun. No moon. No stars to guid… Only the cold lonely vacuum of emp…