Emulating the reflection of seasons
passing, its waning desire to stay.

Lingering in flurries of breath until
it descended in frailties last moments .

Life became fragmented an outline
now broken.

one step one day

love's ecstasy,
a roadkill
losing itself
in the rearview,
in a zombified sway

one day one step

stuttered thrive,
now you will,
now you won't,
oh but the horizon
is a watercolour
and you hold a rainbow
on a string

one step one day

one night
all the way,
you know it,
its lava bubbling,
hollowed in black

one day one step

nothing lays ahead
and it doesn't matter,
your mumbling
was meant to be,
childish like,
learning to walk
failing the fall

one step one day

About a month ago I had asked politicians to take the power
of cannabis sales out of the hands of criminals. Now, all of a
sudden, I am taken for some drugged-up *** smoking  loser
who only wants the whole world to be ****** on ***. People, I
can assure you that nothing is more further from the truth. But,
that is what politicians do. Tell lies and distort the truth. The facts
remain. All I want is for criminals to have less power. And the only
way to make that happen is to have all *** sales be government-
controlled, which would create a surplus of dollars for everyone.
That is all I am asking. For more power to the government. And less power to criminals. If this is not clear to you by now then, see
a doctor right away and get the mental help you so desperately need.

A Poet

they know
where tobacco grows
and why I
forgot to put down the pants
I heard
the drowning underwater
I afraid
whether the outer limit
gets closer
I never
put any elbow
in it
to play with water
to add some fire
and as a last caress
against the dark halfdom of space
I'll do my best
watch celestial bodies
and say I've seen it thousand times
I ought to guide you
toward necropolis
because I have two missed calls
both yours

I wish my
lips could
be sewn
shut with
a blood red
needle &
thread,
a visible
display
of how I
feel on my
worst of days
when I
want to
lock myself
away,
when words
are strangers
exchanging
kisses across
lips & hearts
are graveyards
burying
broken
promises.