We are living in a time
the word humanity has expired...
Growing up in a small town
you get used to seeing others...
the bed is empty
no jasmine nor lavender...
He is a man of no integrity
promoting violence, supporting hate crimes...
An enigmatic ovum cracks-
and a world of creativity hatches...
I have swallowed some harsh words
my lungs could not breathe...
I owe nothing to the demons in my closet
I am here despite them...
I love my Lord
Because whenever I need him I drop to my knees and...
One in a million
The chance of the plane I'm in crashing...
Beauty are those brushstrokes
That beholds the holder's eye...
one who studies zen
hurts his soul and aches his brain...
Silence is often portrayed as pure gold
a chain necklace...