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 

I see
the same 
bright future 
in snowflakes 
and raindrops 
than I 
have in 
crystal balls
because those 
tiny things 
that fall 
from heaven 
come with 
no expectation 
except to 
be beautiful 

Baby steps behind 
you gotta walk
before you can 
run and the 
only thing that 
you’re guaranteed to 
do is stumble 
but the fall
isn’t what’s important 
getting back up 
that’s what is