All that I know to be true is easily forgotten after time unwinds.
Definitions are changed, as the boundaries grow foggy with distance.
No one can remember where or why we were struggling to begin with.

Even the little things are arbitrary, all too easily missed.
This world is too distracting; there are too many signs and streets,
Too many lights to dim the stars so our navigation is now bent.

Instead we follow the pin and wheel, which loosely spins around.
No wonder why I often ... read more

Do not go walking in the dark without a raincoat.
The spiral of questions will run there without a sound.
But none will find its reprieve, so try not to listen.
They will collect over your head like so many raindrops.
Silent and wet as ghosts they fall harder as night ages.
Until sleep, handkerchief of forgetfulness relieves you.
Go instead with no words waiting to be made
So you may lay your head in peace.

I have forgotten how to walk fearless towards the flame.
Even though the glass I am holding has no bottom.
The same questions without answers play a loop in my brain,
There is no silence, only flowers with tiny blossoms.

We’ve been cowering behind lies we expect to stand eternity
Time, slips us by like lightning. But now the truth can
be gleaned beyond these self made fog of insecurity.
Please take me! Where I can be what I am.

Cling to deities to relieve the sense of fall... read more