the re-read

I re-read my words 
and try to remember the time 
but ultimately I remember the mood 
that goes with every rhyme. 
In some I smile and bask in the joy 
that comes from when the writing is done. 
In others I relive the darkness 
that had enveloped me 
as it encroached on my soul 
but as I wrote those words 
I was finally able to let it go. 
I don't know what people 
will see 
what they will read 
what they will eventually 
believe of me. 
But if they could identify 
and know those moments 
inhabit us all…  
Then I did my duty 
and it was worth it all.

9/18

11/22/2021 0

manticore, sporadic, nomenclature

Last night I dreamt of the manticore again. 
it sat above me on top of 
the mountain pass, waiting for me 
to reach the gate. I trodded and 
trudged up the hill dreading the moment 
when I would reach the apex. 
I did not want to be judged, but 
still I climbed and crawled over 
the boulders blocking the path. 
Will the obstacles I overcame and 
surpassed make him sympathize 
and feel my plight? I doubt it. 
I could hear his stomach growl, 
it was like thunder. 
I could sense his hunger. 
It just waited and watched. 
Why didn't it pounce 
and put me out of my misery 
just end this journey? 
Was it too invested by it's 
delight in my struggle? 
Damn you demon!  
You may best me  
and get in my way but 
I will win & get over this trouble 
triumphant as I beat you back into the rubble.

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11/02/2021 0

seeing all this talk about that $1400, makes me think about the 1400 chances you gave me and my crazy tail self blew it. I wish it was 1401... but anyway, enjoy your stimulus and don’t “blow it” like I did. Stimulus = StillMissUs.. you don’t have to respond. hope all is well.

poetry found in a twitter post.

03/20/2021 0