We live our lives in a constant vacuum
Energy sucked dry by outliers needs
How does this happen every continuum?
Each opportunity a conscious soul heeds
This will be
The last
Time
I allow my heart
To be broken by the reality of life
Being taken away
Begin again
Belittle our real life fortunes
And you will be struck down
Like a bolt
Sudden and apparent
Purposeful God-like strength
If God really does exist …
~
The natural consequence of a patch of ice
On a winter’s morning altered her life
When suddenly a day at school became
A new path that would carry her soul
Beyond the horrific scene on the avenue
~
That night he played with his options
He inhaled vigorously as his friends
Always told him
Let it smack the brain
Then sit back and quiet the ride
Hold on with your mind
For your physicality won’t hang out
For a few hours, in fact your heart might …
~
Last week I was playing with beauty
Recognizing every curve
Every notion of seduction
All the right embraces of our desire
A sensual roller coaster of confusion
Drew my every moment of attention
And then today happened …
~
Our mortality wreaked havoc on the week’s results
Everything that mattered become inconsequential
Fodder, frivolous, fragmented, fucked up again.
What Crosses My Mind 
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