Don't allow yourself to feel "dumb" or "stupid" based on your inability to achieve something you care little about.

-Joseph B Schneider

Let me show you what a poet can do.
I'll write us a door so we can walk through.

See the words of pain,

Words so vain,
But never plain.
Words reverberate into your brain.
Words of a man so insane
Ink flows through his veins.

After we die,

Our voices will forever speak.

The willows so high,

Watch us sleep.

Forever stargazing,

We see through the soil.

Heart ever blazing,

Death, victory over turmoil.


Carpe Diem

Time flies at the
event horizon.
Started small
when I arrived
barely
baby fish size
grew
and
knew
everything
I did
not
know
tho
I now
stand
elongated in the event horizon
the black hole has me in its
grasp
half-awake
half-asleep
my eyes are open
but in a trance
as images pour into
the darkness below
as pieces and particles
of the galaxy we know
and do not know
fly by.

I recall your whisper
in my ear
mother dear
the night before you died
telling me of the art to
be created in the summer
sky
I am in surrender to these
forces
as every moment of my
self flies bye.
Some nightmares
some daymares
some hearts on fire
salted tears of desire
the black hole shines
in darkness,
nothing can escape
no amount of money
will buy your way out
everything you owe will
be left behind
we can only sail
through that black hole
alone
birth or death
no one knows
some peace is made
and then
we go.