We created all the words
all the meanings
to increase the complexity
of everything that exists
or it does not.

My dear you are nothing but high speed winds

and that is why people complain,

when they cannot control you.
-n.a

just because you've been through hell
does not mean you cannot come out
as an angel

Do not let him,

or her,

become a house for you

that isn’t home.

-n.a

You slither through the grass like a snake
Watching me as I walk, oblivious
To your plot, your chase, your capture
And then you attack.
Lunging at me, sinking your teeth into me.
I cry out in pain, shocked
You bite harder as I cry,
And I swear I can almost hear you laughing.
As you let go, I find myself numbing to the pain of your sting
Yet at the same time,
Wishing for another bite.
Despite the hurt, why do I feel charmed that it was me you preyed upon?
-n.a

The best memories should not always be recreated.

Hold these scraps of light under lock and key.

Absorb them into your skin.


But bringing back what has already experienced its peak,

will only damage its glory.

The blind man too,
enjoys birdsong, sun on his face,
pungent scents of spice, the
perfume of flowers.
Even the flute pipes sweeter when
undistracted.

In solitary silence
taste the freshly peeled orange,
enjoy the citrus spray,
remember this spaceless,
pin-wheeling sensation.

Savor the memory of
of morning gold rush,
summer blues in lazy sky,
rose and amber dusk falling,
nights when the moon hung so low
light brushed your cheek with slumber
and you saw heaven through the eyes of a dream.

I was the sand
and you were the ocean's waves.

You'd come towards me,
but never stay.