It is always easier
to connect the dots
of one’s own life
having before lived it
than it ever is
knowing where to step
if this is true
then one must trust
that wherever one steps
is the correct stone
that will lead you
there from over here
and will one day
make sense even though
today it will not
Whittled
When I moved here
I left everything behind
and only packed expectation
such a fools errand
I should have bought
the refrigerator and bed
but because being me
I marched through gates
already declaring my victory
unaware that this foe
was mightier than me
time wears everything down
before it ever builds
up and even I
have been slowly whittled
to this now sharp
stick that I am
you do indeed become
that where you are
and where I am
is better than before
for I now live
in the land humility
NoMoreGuests
I’ve finally reached
the age where
I deserves me
and where others
have to wait
and of which
some will knock
few will enter
I know this
brand of happiness
is my reaction
to those who’ve
entered as guests
only to eat
all I had
and leave without
cleaning their mess
no more guests
and even better
no more garbage
WomenVsMen
Why are most
men threatened by
intelligence why do
most men do
rather than think
it’s abysmal this
perhaps this is
why most men
pass away earlier
than women do
women are thinkers
men are pigs
rutting and rooting
while the women
are the caretakers
of the children
men included here
Trees
I wonder if
the trees remember
I wonder if
they ever think
now where’d they
go that they
haven’t been back
whether it’s leaves
or lovers beneath
I wonder if
when I look
upon the trees
if they remember
for I do
I most certainly
do remember them
such are trees
