For Me
writing is easy
its the living
that leads to it
that can be hard.
A Portrait Of My Inner Space
I wander restlessly
day and night
in mind and body.
Thoughts sprint
vast fields
of synapses firing
off like cannons
and rifles
at Gettysburg.
Stillness becomes impatience
as my fingers
rap upon every surface.
Every moment I rest silent
thoughts,
visions,
phrases,
run rampant
like toddlers
who have overtaken
a daycare.
Forgive my.....
uhhh,
what were we
talking about?
Naked In Front Of You
Show me the you
you hide inside.
I slowly tear off flesh
looking to see
if there is more
to give.
There always is
even when the well
has dried
and the fields lay fallow.
_________________
I am looking for more
than anyone is
offering.
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