Confident In Print

Perhaps I appear confident in printThe paper expands arrogance’s pitchI can hide behind my words for a stintThough the return to reality can be a bitch

Stepping Out Into The Light

  Stepping out into the light My eyes can’t adjust to the sunshine Night left me with nary a sleep Stumblin’ home to all that’s still mine Life comes at you hard & fast on the inside Wondering when the pitches stopped comin’ in underhand Won’t wallow in misery nor memory of elsewhere’s joy These