Huh

I have lost so 
Often that I must
Be by now best
The prize I have
Discovered is the same
Thing I have avoided
Funny how things circle
Back and remain ahead
It’s as though I
Can’t escape what is
And always remains constant
This being finally alone
Has brought me freedom
From that very thing

TheyAre

I just must have 
A Jesus complex loving
Men who turn out
To be my enemies
Oh if I have
Learned one thing in
My old silly life
Is that most things
Are the same whether
Inside or out that
What things show you
Is what they are
And not what I
Hoped they are or
What they might become
Some things simply are
And those that aren’t
Soon will be that
Thing that they are

More

I think that where
Everything went horribly wrong
Was when our wants
Outweighed our simple needs
Suddenly more became better
More is never enough
More always wants more
Only people want more
Plants don’t animals don’t
Angels don’t demons do

Compass

Don’t judge 
Me by
My face
For my
Face is
But a
Map showing
The places
I’ve been
But rather
Hold my
Heart for
It is
My compass
Pointing to
Where I
Shall always
Go next

HappyBirthdayRick❤️

And on this day 
One day before me
There you were born
Being first you paved
The way for me
And as best friends
And like a frame
You surrounded my craziness
With home and friendship
Giving me the chance
To whimper and bark
Somewhere in the middle
Of the Midwest somewhere
Tackle boxes are made
You set out first
Knowing I would follow
Tomorrow souls do dream
Before they are born
And we did dream
Of being friends forever
Happiest of birthdays Rick