.
You are significant
Crucial and necessary to bind the balance
Of dignity and the intangible
.

i feel my words (i hear my soul)
it is a warmth that
heals me

....

i look in the mirror and i don't mind what i see
but sometimes
i just can't take that sideways glance
just in case i see the monster
that's always on my shoulder

....

It's a Nina Simone kinda' night tonight
Everything is plas
tic
isn't it a pity
It's 3:30am
& the gin
just kicked in

....
First Person
Is it the jazz that soothes your soul
Or the thought of him thinking of you
In the silence of his personal time

Second Person
It is both but some, a knowing delusion
The jazz fills the want
The thought
Fills the desire

First Person
What if everything was real

Second Person
Everything is real
The jazz
The thought
Breath on my neck
Warm like my own blood
Head reeling & slowly....

delusion

How can you possibly....
Why?
I

...
my eyes
are being plucked out

by the AI in the sky
...