Beholding wisdom within us all.

Rooted in as a listenerspeaking with a stammerbeholding wisdom within all of uswilting their skin upon the Earth that’s on a cuspknowledge isn’t always satisfyingparts of it urges one to stop tryingas the world is caught up in petty argumentssharing words in careful installmentsnegotiating contractswith their own subconscious  that the anger and quarrelswon’t rip themContinue reading “Beholding wisdom within us all.”

Maybe we all are more connected than we think.

Maybe we all are more connected than we thinkmaybe the thoughts we weep are that of anotherthe days our pens guide usare of stories we’ve been chosen to tellfor those mouths locked closedmaybe we are just one entitydivided within billions of vessels and all of this is a step within something something deeper that IContinue reading “Maybe we all are more connected than we think.”

I had never been inclined to such things as a diamond ring.

I think of all the faces that reside within the pastall the shadows that have been castopportunities I’m glad I passed. Yet I wonderdoes their minds pondermy existencewas I simply to close to their fenceand now I’m forgotten? The one I loved, love  is the one I marriedall the burdens he’s carriedI had never beenContinue reading “I had never been inclined to such things as a diamond ring.”

The more waste we gain.

The more we obtainthe more waste we gain.The fatter our footstepthe more time it takes to prep.A coffin in this Earthwe are naked at birth.Yet we are buried within our besta beautifully laced vest.Our cheeks blushed, lips lushedas the family perceives to be crushed.Gathered around the deadburied within their head.Fluttered about in groupsretreating away fromContinue reading “The more waste we gain.”

As the trees look down.

The middle evaluates a crimeas another’s head pops in anger towards the arrogant swinethat walks in their narrowminded directionnever accepting a proposition. As the trees look downdressed in a frownwrapped in a notionthat with every human commotioncomes their very own destructionthey cannot hold their own to a chainsaws functioncutting sawingand then the tree comes falling. Continue reading “As the trees look down.”

Trapped in a blood soaked forest.

Fickle thoughtsburst amongst speckled dotsencased within tissueescape is not without issue.  For when the thoughts burst freethe outsiders despise what they seefor the boss sends impulsesthat are no longer deprived of indulgences. Flailing limbs, loose tonguesspeaking ones truth often isn’t funour memories twisted and rungunable to be left out to dryinstead were trapped within anContinue reading “Trapped in a blood soaked forest.”

Each footprint leaves me drained.

My eyes are strainedeach footprint leaves me drainedas the inhabitants carry out their stayI whirl my breath yet still they never sway. Above me lays a universe the inhabitants have tried to explore I myself have craved for the possibility of moretrapped in orbit unable to claim my right to forfeit. As they drill aContinue reading “Each footprint leaves me drained.”

Whose turn is it you ask?

Living within the daunting taskof sorting through whisperswhose turn is it you askit is hers. Then it is hishe takes the lureshe repeats the answer on the quizautomatic failure. Together they check the boxesshare in the secretschase away all the foxesand strengthen each others weakness. I feel practice is important to maintaining and enhancing anyContinue reading “Whose turn is it you ask?”

Like most I choke on the courage.

Waiting for the doorsmoney is the only lurefreezing cold, winter snowinternally my brain tells me to gomy feet slick on the ice only goes slowrooted by cashthat wont outlastthe mortgage like most I choke on the courage and commit to occupations that are underpaying and unfulfilling as my mind is fraying. Thanks for reading -TemperamentallyContinue reading “Like most I choke on the courage.”