july 30, 2012; 6:18 pm

sitting/letting thoughts roam/throughout me/I can feel/the pain/in my arms/of a memory/I’d rather forget/my teeth clinch/as I remember/something beautiful/that burned/into my brain/yesterday/and I think/of the future/very broadly/not life or death/or art to create/or children/or hell/or heaven/just the emptiness/like an interstate/through west virgina/at four/in the morning/and wild thing/is playing/on the radio/and I remember/my mother

this room
is heavy
the feeling
of doubt
is spreading
my mind
is scattered
among hundreds
of things
I close
my thoughts
and let
the truth
find me
I know
that she
is looking
for someone
to look
after her

morality

flood of moral questions
rushing through this mind
instead of answers
one questions morality
good & bad are words
that cannot dictate
outside of this reality
we have one life
to gather as much data
to prepare ourselves
for what death might bring

sunset

sunsets hold
beautiful magic
that cast
a spell
of wonderment
upon those
taking time
to witness
something special

poem

I watch the midnight pass
the moon acts as decoder
for the clues in clouds
that may foresee things
or may just be stories
something somewhere
is telling us something
that is important
my mind cannot puzzle
the pieces together
and the incompleteness
of this reality is putting
unease in my heart

yes I believe that it is rightful I believe it in my mind

the way
the world
repeats itself
is amazing
the old
comes back
to you
in forms
more appealing
maybe we
only have
limited emotions
we recycle
the past
to save
from experiencing
the future

I do not know
how the world
will end
only that it
will be beautiful
to witness power
beyond comprehension
and to die
holding the one
you love best

poem

I want to project
my dreams
to the outside world
to show beauty
as I see it
relieving secrets
to applause
it plays out
within my mind
an abstraction
of colors
a palette
like starry night
with words repeating
into a monologue
and a cello
playing something
soft and sad
everything so beautiful
that no thoughts exist
only a feeling
of being alive

I watch
as you watch
something else
to wonder
what is in
that head
of yours
to see beauty
as you see
to share
that feeling
with you
may be
my deepest
desire

I love
the way
you look
in moonlight
you touch
your hair
so playfully
you want
these eyes
on you
they want
to be
on you
to absorb
the beauty
that you
leave behind