Another Tepid Morning, Waiting Silently

Another tepid morning, waiting silentlyDawn yet to break, but my head feels that wayThese dog days lapse like a bit of purgatoryStanding before St. Patrick with nothing to say Teetering & more than slightly confusedChecking my watch; praying its not too lateDid my heart stop? How did I go so astrayJolted back- the Almighty’s nectarContinue reading “Another Tepid Morning, Waiting Silently”

I Know You’re Checking Out Your Flaws

I know you’re checking out your flawsStanding at the mirror, counting imperfectionsNegative thoughts like these rather gnawSo I’m offering up thorough inspectionsIt’s best to take it slow around curvesHaste would be such an utter wasteWanting you to feel it in each of your nervesThis examination shall be conducted by touch & taste

Civil Disobedience

Civil disobedienceMarching against their sullen grainPublic executions of our citizensThe ones whom systematically resemble our pain Exhibitions of our worst character traitsThe trembling hands with transcribed bloodOutside of the panoramic eyeYet all the same, caught in the seismic flood A taciturn refusal to simply existCheck your feed for what revolutionaries sayBold proclamations & campaign slogansButContinue reading “Civil Disobedience”

Redrawing My Own Figure

Redrawing my own figureA new shape by the point of my penShading away the obvious flawsPerhaps I’ll be good enough thenTrying not to carry any burdensCheck out my new roguish stanceI’m cut from a cooler cloth nowPerhaps I’ll finally have a chance