Should I be
Sorry
To be
Unnecessary
A stray pup
Strewn leaflet
Wandering
A frayed thread
Worn edge of a page
An untied strand of hair
Sand that refuses to settle down
Is it insanity
To want to be
Constantly
The loose end
Of a life less ordinary

A name; a smile; a nod,
Somebody
Nobody
A body..Anybody
Vapid eyes from constructed holes
In distant skies
Look down
A Sun - not mine, blazing down
On empty spaces of possibilities.
Nothing yet. Niet. Niet Niet.

Dreams Never Die
Sometimes they need to hide
From harsh lights;
From the noises of words
Too loud to make sense of.
Sometimes they deceive,
Making you believe
In different truths
Playing the games of madness.
When you let go,
They crumple and fold -
Abandoned they wrinkle;
Become hard and rancid
Their stench suffocating your being;
Smoke clouds of confusion,
Cataracts of delusion
Waiting to cease to exist -
Dreams Never Die

Willing you into being
With every nerve and sinew;
Watching as you took shape
I felt you within me,
Holding on to ragged breaths
As you were torn from me
Seeing you now:
Lying there - unclaimed; writhing in pain
Letting go is not a choice.

Drenched in blood and sweat and tears,
Which sweep away all definition;
All borders,
Mother, I cry holding together my burden
Ask Him
When will His will be done?

The red one that brought me to life
The bright one to lull me to sleep
The golden one that blinded me;
To dreams yet unseen
The coarse one to set me free

I wish I wish I wish...
I want I want I want...
I like I hate I love...
Know life...
No life is this