I don’t write for
you … or you … or you
— I write for YOU

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)

Baiting
a feeling

Passion
is tracked

Luring
the moment

Setting
the trap

Eyes
look upon you

Cage
set on fire

Death
in the ashes

Preying
— desire

(The New Room: January, 2024)

It wasn’t fate
— it just was

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)

What proclaims
to save our souls
is killing its believers
Religion worse
than nuclear war …
born again deceivers

Breaking every
moral creed
stealing zero-sum
Ashes left to burn
and rot
—Yahweh on the run

(The New Room: January, 2023)

We share the same silence
we think the same thoughts

We have the same daydreams
not rented or bought

We live in the spaces
of a lost inbetween

And wander through moments
that time hasn’t seen

We care for each other
we live for today

We treasure the quiet
of nothing to say

We give without taking
our well never dry

And smile ever meeting
—never saying goodbye

(The New Room: January, 2024)

Power
Over life
Gives
Power
Over death

One
Dictates
The other
In joy
And regret

Each
Beginning
And ending
Brings
More of the same

Our
Destiny
Married
To both
—in refrain

(The New Room: January, 2024)

It’s not the steps that you take
— but the footprints you leave

(Ithan Pennsylvania: January, 2024)