YouThink

I’m tired 
of thinking
for thinking
of while
itself playful
descends into
thinking about
and then
at its
most corrupt
thinking for

Corner

Me I’m
just going
to stay
over here
in the
corner having
once been
placed here
and now
realizing that
I belong

Quiet

No longer 
willing to
bay into
the abyss
to measure
its depth
I’ll simply
sit on
its rim
and contemplate
my own
for both
are likely
as deep
yet only
one will
ever answer

ToBe

To be 
now wanted
is far
less important
than once
being had
for having
been is
always better
than hoping
to be
someone’s later

Starlight

If but
each star
in the
sky is
one soul
don’t worry
about burning
brightly here
for there
you do
have and
forever will
instead here
be quiet
it’s time
to rest