History has been made
We are no longer left behind...
The loneliest alley was the alley
everyone passing through...
I want to write so badly,
put pen to paper again...
I felt a pinch-
from a rising feather...
When the crucifiers
crusade...
We both know what
the black stars hide...
I. Waking Up
it is this heavy weight i cannot shake...
This came to me as I was outside shooting...
Shoot the ball to Tripp, he drives to the hoop...
How blooming looks the
dying bloom for undying...
soften your gaze, i beg you; i know why you’re
here with fists still trembling, and your heart...
Here it comes,
this is the daybreak...
It is late,
too late for me to close my eyes and sleep...