I remember my dad
saying to his house
when leaving and when
returning goodbye house hello
house I have adopted
that and also added
good morning house good
night house when you
love something or even
someone despite people telling
you that it can’t
hear always say something
because you never know
whether or not you’ll
ever see it again
BarDiceCup
If there’s one
thing that nobody
seems to miss
is a nightmare
so then why
do some people
regurgitate their pasts
like a game
of bar dice
shaking and shaking
and then tossing
expecting some outcome
beyond what’s possible
there are just
so many dice
in a cup
and just so
many dots on
a dice so
what do they
expect to roll
like their pasts
how many nightmares
does one need
to have before
one accepts that
their pasts will
never be anything
beyond a nightmare
AdeptlyAdaptly
Some people are
by very nature
incapable of change
and what’s often
worse unwilling to
worry not about
them pay them
no heed or
time but rather
plant a tree
walk around barefoot
in the grass
lean close to
flowers and breathe
for those things
frequently do change
better or worse
they do change
because that’s what
nature does best
and not man
Island
I think that
one of the
heaviest burdens to
bear for myself
is the acceptance
that I don’t
fit in anywhere
I have been
lugging around that
reality since I
was a child
and oh I
am so tired
of moving it
from one place
to another from
one group to
another that now
at long last
I have finally
understood its purpose
it’s not a
reality upon which
to drag but
one upon which
to sit and
wonder and think
and to write
and be loved
Portugal
I know now what
a piece of bread
feels like once dropped
into a toaster from
a picture of a
street in Portugal there’s
barely enough room in
between buildings for a
person to walk that’s
the beauty of foreign
cities their slender yet
sprawling footprints as though
a giant with narrow
feet walked around barefoot
leaving behind impressions
in the wet sand
ahhh cities abroad so
different than in America