DEADLY ESCAPISM

Getting sober is the best thing I did for my depression.   I feel myself dangling Hung from my ankles Unable to rise above A rag doll with eyes Watching the spinning Colors mixing, swirling Combining into night And then it comes to life Dragging itself closer Shrouding me, holding me Suffocating me in its belly…

INSIDE THE BLUR

There is beauty inside the blur: Some days The world is blurry Looking as if it’s melting Its turquoise skies into grass While shades of molten glass Swirl like mist around trees And lonesome shadows Joust with the light of day The movement of life Forming abstract shapes And dancing like liquid clay But that’s…

BEREFT

Written for a friend of mine.  May your wife rest in peace. This city full of life Grew much quieter The day you left You were my wife My sole proprietor Now I am bereft Left to wander Day to day to day As months pass I sit here alone Each day I squander With…