Fall Into Me

Temper my soul with winters past
and summer's passion
teach me spring's song, relentlessly
rising

Lay me down, cover me in color
under a sky unwavering, I watch
you live and die and live again

Oh my heart, never be still

If I do all the right things
follow that point where the heart and brain connect
why is there still this space, so hollowed
a stark and blinding white light, paint splashed across the surface
why do I insist on trying to fill it

Anonymity In Numbers

I don't want to be a part of the grasping masses.
I don't want to need anything.
I don't always want to have to go after more. More, more.

but stepping out seems loud and jarring

ho om

Even here
in private, alone
I am shy, jealous and uncertain
hesitant in concreting the scope of
what I see

Though perhaps it's standoff-ish
A show down
between me and my third eye

Yet, I don't want to fight,
Acting as if I know I everything
I just want to proceed
as though I do

To Be Or Not To Be Little

Why does my tongue get so nasty?

What do I feel so protective of?

What am I so scared of?