Wanting or wandering freedom That doesn’t ever exist Where love is Is always a sovereign A rule maker Authority lover Who keeps and reveals the right Searching for freedom Thrills for the light And still There is sameness to see Under ocean Deep blackness Above sky bleak pressure At the bar Drink alcohol All drowning… Continue reading why?
Self reflection might kill you If you stay too long. We all know the voice inside that want to be right. Who deadens nerves and eardrums and hands When you have to listen to your self-inflicted quiet self. Who feels. Who wants. Who searches. Who wants to make you right But sometimes makes you sick… Continue reading Self Reflection
More than 3 decades have passed. I know only because the marks are scratched into the wall next to where I try to sleep. Sometimes I stare at those crooked lines, losing myself in the valleys of shadows and dust trapped in those tiny crevices. Sometimes I stay up too late counting each slash; remembering,… Continue reading Imaginary Bondage
What Good Girls Wear
Every Sunday, she was distracted by that picture. Tried not to look for too long, because it made her uncomfortable, but she couldn’t get it out of her head. And there, just on a forgotten wall down the church hall. She thought maybe they should have covered up that picture years ago, like all the… Continue reading What Good Girls Wear
Freedom is knowing Knowing is freedom choosing un-choosing what you now choose know Freedom to care or not care or un-care if you once cared, too much Freedom is not knowing what they say you should know and not caring at all when you don’t