Becalm,
befool,
become before

No honey,
***-knee,
honey hunt me.

No bees.
No bees to be, please be.
Be me. Be you. Be who

Be me?

1 yellow prophetic dandelion,
do they know one day,
one breath
or maybe one be(e)
and they will fall to pieces?

huddles of green spikes
push and elbow to the sun
rush to flowerhood

In wet sand I sank my toes. I closed my eyes and listened to the waves breaking on the rocks. I felt the cool ocean breeze wash over me and I imagined your arms embrace. I became fully still and lost in the moment. At one point I thought I could hear your voice. Then as all things came together I felt your peace fill me and I fell to my knees in reverence as I was by the sea of Galilee.

There's a gaping hole in my heart, the edges still raw and burning
You know I wish i probably never ever known you
Because it was then I then realized how it felt to be completed
only to be all alone with that consuming void in my heart which you filled....

It was black and white,
From yesterday, the same sight.
Those piercing eyes,
That genuine smile.

Is it a possibility?
Or even a close probability?
Will we bump?
For a while, we'll stop.

I don't even know,
If I'd still let this flow.
I know I want to continue,
But the source drops few.

People try to tell me that your thoughts are not you
That they’re not your character
But what better presentation of your character
Then the voice of your subconscious
And the screams of your demons

I'm alone, lonely in the hustling crowds.
Like a small island amidst the overwhelming oceans.
And like the waves that lash upon the shore,
They talk to me and I talk to them
But its just the words that we exchange
Not the thoughts, and never the feelings....