A mere word-wizard.
My one talent?
Pulling colorful grains up
From depths of my
Gray oceans
Into the realm of probability.
A dreamer,
A one-trick pony —
All I do
Is create.
I'm nothing special.

Abandon all hope —
Praise Saint Terror,
Patron of the lost.

Honey,
I said
Take me —
Not
Drain me.

In a world of absolutes,
Live the discrepancy.

Obsessed with our shortcomings,
Blind to our magnificence.

Pattern seeking minds,
Stretching truth
To fit the known —
Comprehension denied.

What stays behind
Will still be gone —
Embrace the storm,
Let it guide you.

There is
No deeper truth
Than forbidden words —
Even banned,
Their meaning
Cannot be erased.

Twirling heads,
Shuffling feet —
Willing and enthusiastic.
Slaves to a current,
The captivating
Dance electric

You raised a question
I thought I'd
Never ask —
Why do I
Even bother.

Like a willow —
Cut bare
I will only
Grow stronger.

Breathe in and drown.
Breathe not and suffocate.
Breathe out and surface.

Emotion and pain
Are indicators —
Not levers.

Do not despair —
There are still
Whole chapters
Unread.

Full disclosure,
Love it
Or hate it —
Be honest.
I'm a big boy,
I can take it.

I won't fear
Words that hurt
When even bones heal.

I'm so blessed
That in an ocean, saturated
With the heart's blood
Of a billion poets
You choose to drown
In mine.

Stuck in a prologue,
Once upon desire —
Afraid to lose
What we don't have
We dream the lives
Of paths not taken.

My flaws include
Some of my
Best features.

On route to happiness,
Seek companions —
Not passengers.