What Crosses My Mind

  • Anger Fed

    Spread like a wildfire in its first inception simply ablaze a certain force of reckoning. ~ Will cannot sustain the deceit of lost control only we the patient our human condition. ~ Might we identify cause rather than toss a stone catch the ember so nearby an out stretched hand. ~ For it is the…

  • Rage

    An internal fire Sometimes when released Makes the morning paper Elsewhere it just may not exist. Or at least We try to keep it hidden, Although for some it is a ritual Sadly, the evil is forced upon their soul Such evidence, So often directed Their bodies become immune Anticipating the next blow, Sustaining all…

  • Rage

    We are undefined when we lose sight of ourselves or is that really the case? Perhaps we are fully aware, and choose to let ourselves lose it it feels better than to have to accept, understand, recognize, the human condition in its boldest form.