Is’isms

And those the

Craziest shown are

The craziest least

Come now do

You not know

Know know this

Game that which

You think is

Really is not

That which you

Think truly is

Nothing truly is

Until those that

Are willing to

Forgo their is’ism

Which is an

Abomination for who

Are they but

Themselves amongst a

World of nobodies

Dreaming

And with one

Hand I pulled

Myself from sleep

For with the

Other I was

Holding you there

Unsure which was

The nightmare here

Awake and alone

Or there asleep

Knowing that you

Were the one

Dreaming of me

RetreatAgain

Standing atop the

Hill of battle

Surveying the carnage

And self destruction

I decide to

Stop with what

I have left

Men are formidable

Foes cunning strategic

Strangers in everything

Including love war

And simply life

No war or

Love was ever

Won without retreat

For many have

Fallen except me

I stand alone

MouseDreams (to mouse)

And so he

Said we were

There somewhere in

A dream facing

Each other arms

And legs crossed

Like fallen trees

Whispering and making

The sounds that

Only lovers do

Sometimes fury sometimes

Rain sometimes sun

Sometimes sometimes the

Silence of snow

MerryChristmas (to You & to Bean)

We’d promised to

Be together on

Christmas Eve which

You then broke

I said cold

Icy hurtful things

Because I was

Alone and heartbroken

Turning away I

Let you go

But then like

The miracle of

Love that Christmas

Is you kept

Your promise by

Writing me we

Are great friends

To each other

You said and

Won’t end this

Way in silence

You see that

A star appeared

Just as legend

Said that hope

Does exist here

Between us reminding

Me that that

Is the true

Meaning of Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone