Sometimes I do 
wish that there
was somebody else 
not a someone 
but a generic
old fashioned somebody 
who would match
my homebody vibe 
not a who
more a what 
that I could 
show and say 
see I did
this by myself 
not a pet
or a plant
just a somebody 
who never wants 
to be someone 

I’m an edge
and corner kinda 
guy no middle 
for me those 
outside have all 
of the frosting 
most of moisture 
and just a 
bit of crunch 
you can keep 
the lonely middle 
such a square 
just like I
like my days 

Being selfish 
isn’t bad
it’s when 
one’s selfishness 
targets another 
that is
keep your 
marbles at
home and 
only play 
with others 
when you 
stand to 
lose everything 

You gotta 
find yourself 
before anyone 
else can 
find you

I hear time
not by tick
or by crowing
or by heartbeat 
but by whoosh
sounds of tires
on the street 
that start slowly 
and then grow 
as the day
goes on by
it’s almost like 
deep heavy sighs 
of life passing