a stark reminder that reflections, are not always...
delusion a comforter of note...

when I am short on inspiration, searching for...

driving in the fast lane, burning up a life
like firecrackers on Gi fox...

“me” I am who I think I am
my heart humble? or just an ego driven prick...

you see what you want to see!
your spin dictates your narrative...

I am holding back no more!
I can make it into anything, at all...

the taste of life is so sweet, I feel with all my...
sending a chill down my spine...

I have reached a spot where I did not want to go
at the end of the day...

can you not see, when your eyes are closed...

siting in the sun on an old done for couch
soaking up a high veld, winters day...

power is the God of this planet
no immortal benevolent being, to save the day...

without waves the sea becomes a pond
the moon retired...