Oxygen must envy you
Earning the title was such an easy task, you tried Chaining my airways, only to unlock to your sight
And you did, now decide

Mysterious force invading my territory, I cried
Saving my particles from depending on you, for breath
And I failed, now feel
The void that engulfs me since you left your wreath

Clouds in ginger
crowd the skin
& months grow out
while I become
an eschewing hermit
who rerolls nights.
Over in your
farther morning,
flight TK 1977
is sleeking to Dublin
on the same
bronzy sun that
sings in brick.

I've felt far
from you, lately -
distance deepens
in the swaying spaces
between your words.
Splitting goodnights
with a lonely axe,
I let my mind
run away with me.
Please, be here soon -
the moon is but
a sobbing blotch,
& the grass is dying
in its bed.

if i can't live without you, then there's nothing left to do but die

Poets don’t write
All the time
because
We love it ,
We write because
We “must”
Because
If we don’t
There is an ache inside
That just won’t let us be
I write at times
When I have no clue and
Without thinking
Sometimes like a breath
When there’s Nowhere to hide
No shoulders to cry on
I write to encourage myself
and many others
No matter how much
The world trying to minimizing life
There’s always a way to shine
And the truth forever remains
The sun is in us all
In sadness and pain
Joy and laughter
Rich and poor
I write to remind myself of
The value I hold dearly inside
A visionary truly
Like a first class flight
To a limitless potential
Writing is indeed
My fuel to grow
Letting go of my old
Releasing the pain
Like starting anew
While faith unfolding
Like flowers in light
Constantly flowing
A rhythm and vibe
A magical ride
To the great unknowns
My currency is inspiration
My destination is love
But sometimes
Out of nowhere
I’ve run out of thought
Just
        like
    A breath!

I would like to live.