These days my dreams are slippin.
Shiver shiftin to the meet the missin warmth you have brought me.
Never again apart shift stops to start the
We-ness I have become.
The Am-ness we have forged here.
Slight eyes open to the reality I have pulled clear.
Ignite bright the dark from my cries;
Transmute fear.
Curb my appetite for destruction and stood near
you as you started whispering.
And I finally found that I could hear
if I was awake and listening

Follow me.
From the inside seen.
A shallow consuming darkness breathes
down my neck. Tip toe check.
I find my breech in selflessness
open up and let it in.
Set the table and cut the hen.
Pour the wine and find the shine to let him inch
closer to the light of my own pitch black baby supernova.
Intact and moving closer
to the potential of us getting over the darkness of gravity.
Pulled too tight and she pushes away like she’s mad at me.

But I’m shining because I’m glad that she
loves me so much to let me sprint shine
on ahead of this dust
I called me body
and relinquish the folly
of feeling so lonely.

So I
call for my center.
It’s been ages and I sometimes feel like I’ve missed her.
But I look and see where he's been
And we just sit back as it all moves in and around us.
Illusions we trust too much.
Never stops it just
keeps on going and I can’t help it.
There’s an answer and I felt it
in the same place at the same times
writing the same rhymes in different movements
for the same boy who believes too deep in the ghoulish parts of himself.
Who now would be no one else.
Uplifted and proud.
Shiver shiftin to make the missing sound.
An invitation to be found within this utterly
unfathomable mystery we’ve shrouded ourselves in.
Let the real meal begin.
Look me in the eyes and sin again.
Lie to yourself as you repress that grin
from the inside out.
Let it out
Scream and shout, twist and mount
your darkness on the shelf.
Become, reshape and acknowledge no self-doubt.
No one else can make you what you are.
Not so far out and away but here.
Now.
Like they’ve said it too many times.
Like I scribble shaped too many rhymes to say
“Right here. Right NOW!"

I’m waiting for that touch of footsteps passing.The inner recognition of the laughing
cosmos crashing to gift understanding at the asking.
And an understanding of acceptance
and its relevance to a faith in the asking.
A doubtless knowing of the presence that’s basking
in the light of every moment of openness we gift ourselves.
Even through these slight eyes I dismiss the hells in which we insist
So as ironic and as hypocritical as it is after all this.
Join yourself in the silence.
The dark behind closed eyelids
and the dance of a sunrise rising
to ignite the sky in
dark pink, orange, blue and violet.
Take my struggle placed beside it
And seen for what it is.
A chance to embark from darkness and know that I got this
because there is no other option
We are the ALL
as One.
I'm home.
"Alone" but look around.
Maybe one isn't the loneliest number after all.