If you let them,
they will try to keep you here.
In this sea where you've learned to swim,
but the water is thick.
Just treading it
is exhausting.

i really like contrast, and the way the universe juxtapositions things in my life. yin and yang.

like ******* in a church parking lot.
or getting blackout drunk in my bedroom while an a.a. meeting takes place in my living room.
like being a gay atheist who drives to work at a southern baptist college on sundays after church.

heartily to the rain in April there
among a budding pear tree, foundations of tomorrow's  spring
on wings too young to fly in twigs and grasses nest,
in boughs higher than any weeds in nature's
growing new always,  to listen may I hear,
Spring calls whispers on silken breezes,
the very mysteriousness I try so hard to understand,
the sights and sounds , hear, here!

this primal feeling
not real enough to be known
not true enough to be tangible
yet

here lies the game i play
once every heartbreak
only i know

Old as I am,
I often ache for you.
   ~mce

The Robin-- much smaller than I,
fluttering in the vast expanse.

How I wonder what it thinks
of me-- the great giant.


The bird is a conveyor belt,
grabbing brush and twigs.

Building life in a tree.
Sky blue eggs--

in the melting *** of nature.
How I wonder when repetition ends--

My highs are high, but my lows are extremely low**

The older I grow
the less I know.

The more I travel
more places I desire to go.

The more they reject me
the more love I show.

those pretty smiles tells me yes,
now there's no way I can say no.

I guess I can be their **** fool,
just one time mo'.