Looking at the Moon
…I wish I could write a love poem.
Like the moon wishes it could live on earth
A voyeur of heartache, tragedy, love, and distance…More
The Tyranny of Crowds
Alone in a crowd
An extrovert by profession
An introvert by natureMore
Remembered Collapse
In the prelude to collapse
We fetishized our destruction with North Korean paratroop drops,
alien invasion,
and Mayan prophecy
Islam, sharia, and weapons of mass deception.More
For The Love of Dog
I’m home.
Four legs, a tail, and a nose
A ball of Emotion in fur
Just asking to be fed
And a place on the bed
My daily little betrayals – forgiven as always More
A Day to Remember
A bed not of my making
A room sterile
Strangers with kindness
And judgementMore
Between the Lines
The words are few and far
Dance our dance
Not communicating to talk to one another
Over analyzing a like, a love, a careMore
Dead Computers
The hopes and dreams of fantasy realms
Full of un-potential
Snake skin remnants of working lives
Now just sharp edges and dirtMore
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