You created a beautiful world
a flawless nature
a flawless earth

You created creatures full of mistakes
you created painful beings

I'm envious of the light
you created so ethereal

why am I not beautiful
like the ocean

you created such a perfect ground
humans tear apart

I'm disappointed you let such a celestial planet
go to waste

The salty sea breeze here
reminds me of your skin.

"I guess we're all in varying degrees of 'not okay'."

Pass the bottle to me,
but before you do
let it linger on your lips.
I want to taste you,
right before the burn of the liquor hits

can't get a break
from all the things I hate

The old barn owl was on the wing
in line with the moon's shadow

I followed without a whisper
until he settled, in a nearby tree

Truth was a breath
of cold November air
Escaping from her soft lips
Truth was warm
a breath of purpose
A spoken word
Tasting sweet nuance
A fresh, crisp blow
of season's new flair
Something so subtle
yet undoubtedly alive.