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  • So Long Ago

    I can still stand there, feel the pain, realize just how close I can become again. Take a drink, the slow heat flow, there’s a certain sense of clarity that first drink blossoms a facade, dropping money on a strangers table, a release of tension, letting go, taking one day at a time. There’s such…

  • I Have This Friend

    Cares about people, sacrifice, will go that extra, sort of realizes the game, wants little recognition, doesn’t really need validation, just wants a good sense of healing. Sound familiar right, the sort of ‘friend’ we sometimes envy, not looking for a lot, except the well-being of others – sure there are accolades, people love to…

  • Second Chances

    We’ve all had them, known them, witnessed an account, wondered about our own. We delight in opportunity, look for an opening a way to move our ego beyond that of nature’s sacrificial lamb. When witness to change our actions become an exchange for the former self hoping an eventual transformation might give our hearts pause,…

  • In Succession

    How many times in a day must I try to overcome my mindful traces along the way those doubtful winsome ~ notions capturing my way I walk inside a foggy emotion stuck in some simple sway I want only to stop the commotion ~ If I listen to jazz on a Sunday night could it…

  • Recovery is Truth

    We might want to challenge, our demons, Perhaps we can manage black ravens in figurative form glancing upon our lives while we do provoke a resilient will, a desire to control, an impossible passion to let go. A society exists makes rules suggests mores enlightens the soul with truth yet there are the waivers a moment of…

  • When I Cannot Breathe

    There becomes a slight pang, grows with each sense of desire perhaps some might call it pain, yet this speaker would suggest a small fire. There becomes that need to understand, yet the clock ticks its metered reality, and the notion, the ideal, some aspect of hope, is filtered down again, to a one-time solution…

  • Hiding From My Tormentor

    I won’t allow you inside tonight, keep you just at bay, stay away from me you’re a fright always getting in my way. ~ I remember the first time you spoke, the words spilled out in chaos a defensive burden, a speechless choke the alarm of knowing my loss. ~ You took away everything I…

  • Wise Repartee

    We like to be right, you and me, yes you, not me, only us, we all seem to never want to agree, instead, we’d like to be right all the time. or do we just want to be ok. A couple of years ago, I fought the urge to be wrong, didn’t wish to ever…

  • Old Tapes

    We are reminded often we are fallible we are told a frequent reckoning, by the scant of an eye, the misread unspoken truth a quiet mood all display the heritage of our new understanding. Yet that scrutiny part of our lives, the moment we become real, those indecisive perils, the frightened impulsivity followed by a…

  • I Tried

    I tried to understand, while waves of despair enveloped my mind, tossing me, slapping me, a ruthless affair. ~ My hands were locked inside a pattern everyone else excluded me from knowledge, that reality of pain. ~ When on occasion, a happier time, we could reflect upon the insanity … well such is rare. ~…

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