tense and well met
bitter sweet
like dark chocolate
and old friendly
enemies

i am grateful
for this
winding wending
second path

a clamped hold
as if
to let go
is to fall
indefinitely

this pressure
this hearty pulse
reminds me
of
how it feels
to be alive

i close my eyes
i pay my debts
i sleep until
all is returned
and
tomorrow, we feast
on the rewards
of carefully articulated
self care

the metal strainer fizzles
as it comes in contact
with the flighty liquid of
adventurous spirits

muzzy and discontent
not so insincere
not so friendly
to make amends
just yet

beautiful friend,
I hold memories in hand
a sunshine filtered emotionality
place to land
a sharing, a made peace
wishfulness and longing
hope, future fieldtrips
gifts abound
haplessly spiritual

the sadness succubus
leeches on my shoulder
hissing gruesome fickle things

i crawl across the floor
lift my head
to speak

a visage of a family
painted in the door
outstretched like a moment of reprieve

held by
contemporaneous emotion
a shrieked laugh wets my face

leech to boy
boy to leech
a man's only companion

you can't outrun your mind
but you can escape in dreams
i'm tearfully wakeful
because i am afraid of
pleasant feelings
and undeserved
memories

static spacial raindrops
interspersed in my gloomsome mind
listen to the press of gravity
feel the natural release
i make music of these moments
and give my best
to my weekday beast