in 5 years
i could’ve grown
a forest
if i planted
a tree
every time you lied
to me,

but i never
knew you were
lying
until it was
too late
to even
tend soil.

truth is harsh
as it is kind
it will not lie
lead you astray
flatter or feign
truth is freedom.

Mother, I starve myself till darkness
just so I could swallow the moon

If you ever peeked in my mind
You'd watch me float clutched tightly to a notepad---or whatever the media
With colorful fish sometimes dodging between my feet
I'd feel them tickle and laugh, kicking bubbles in response, which scare the timid ones away---
the curious ones stay
It feels fantastic and light being suspended in water
Just bobbing along playfully to crests drifting by
And floating atop a hidden mystery
I never forget that any moment I could slip under, a wave too big, a tempest too sudden
But at night I'm just watching the reflection of the stars dancing in the ripples of a still calm
I trust this ever changing ocean isn't trying to swallow me up,
But is gently pushing me towards my destination, wave by wave

took the covid jag, yesterday
drunk a bottle of red
cooked my favourite steak...just in case