the road to pain…

with
stones of doubt
stuffed
into a backpack
the journey
begins
emotions
on
uneven footing
at first
there’s
a willingness
to
step over
shattered expectations
then
comes
compromising
on
the path
to
be taken
traveling
in
darkness
instead
of
the light
small clearings
from
chaos
give a false sense
of
hope
but
soon
brambles
of
hate and injustice
narrow
the aimless course
days
become nights
nights
become sadness
sadness
becomes
an eternity

 

exacerbated sadness…

have you found life’s key
one that unlocks happiness
or thought you lost it
while satisfying others
look again it’s in your hands

 

response to your reasonable proposal…

having heard your proposal
do not confuse
your expectations
with
my dreams
the fantasies
that line
the path
of your existence
are but
stagnate pools
not
stepping-stones
for where
i wish
to be

having seen your press photo…

having seen your press photo

i shall not laugh
no
i shall
not
laugh
at your attempt
to create
a marketing illusion
to enhance
your
acceptance
of
those
who
would
without remorse
dissect your heart
while
still beating
no
i shall
not
laugh
but
a simple
quiet
chuckle
shouldn’t
deflate
your proposed
ego
in their
miniscule minds

impressionist…

impressionist

a lifetime
traveling the world
being someone else
someone
famous
singing
their songs
copying
their voice
never really being
seen
as
self
just
someone else
like
all those
who
never sing
their own songs
with
their own
voice
just
a lifetime
fulfilling
the expectations
and
dreams
of
others

what you dreamed…

what you dreamed

have
you seen
the last star
it fades
from view
beyond
promises
unkept by prayers
count its
last lights
glimmers
gone now
like your words
words heard
but
never done
count
the last heartbeats
of
the star

return visit…

return visit

edward
stopped by
to see
aunt bea
she said
oh
look at you
all grown
running fast
and
hard
in the city
willing
to compromise
anything
for your
everything
no needs
just
wants
in your life
back in
your little hometown
talking like
you’ve got
nothing to lose
you’re
so
full of yourself
just look at you
no honey
i
mean
take
a close
look
at yourself