There's a reason there's a path outside your door
that leads to a road
that leads to an interstate,
that leads to an airport.

And there's a reason that planes fly from that airport
to one near here.

Same reason that airport has a road
that leads to a highway
a highway that they are repairing as we speak
that leads to my town
to a path that leads to my door

And its not just coincidence.

Any more than its coincidence that you are reading this.

Every day I sit around
and wait for something
anything
to happen.
But all I ever do
is wait

wait

wait.

I must have to venture
somewhere
anywhere
to find what I am destined to be.
But I am content with my waiting.

I am in no hurry for greatness.

When it comes to me
someday
anyday
I might

no

will

be ready.

I'll have to be.

Each drop of rain is a single truth,
constantly recycled and rephrased.
There is as much truth as there is water,
***** water being unclear truths.
Those who drown in oceans are overwhelmed by truth,
those who stay away are comforted on their solid lies.
Those who think happiness is sunshine
are clouded by bright rays of blinding lies.
Truth is the rain that you dance in,
walk in, slosh in, as you let it seep into your skin.
To dance in the rain is to bathe in truth,
perhaps not comprehending, but at the least, accepting.
Truth, like water, is essential for life.

That electric hum
The fans blowing heat
Painful white light
The gloom that cascades
Surrounding the beacon
Which keeps my mind
Away from its worries
Static Drug and Cyber Dealer
Life line for my sanity
Lethal injection for my bravery