This year has gone by so quickly!
It started with sushi
Friends
My child returned

It saw me marching in a night park
Practicing my salute
Willing my son into…

It saw work,
A fight on a rooftop restaurant
A new years toast by the bay
More work.

It brought summer heat
Saturdays mulching
Trying to write grants for the community
And accusations of racism from a fat white ghetto woman.

53 is coming to an end come this October.

Time to let go, to stop trying, to give myself back my life, I am not here to solve the world’s problems, it can solve its own problems,
Everyone is in charge of their own problems.

It is time to only give to me.

if everybody was like me
then either way
you won't see me today
cause how do you talk
when you don't even take a walk

if everybody was like me

some people will **** themselves
before they could have dreamed
some will try their best
but never succeed
some would only be arrogant
don't mind about others
some freak themselves out
cause some will shout
when you're acting too proud
some will act too strange
when you look them in the face
some only see kindness
in a world that tries to hide
some will fight
but only with themselves
but lucky for them
some will encourage
when you feel like you're not found

little did I know
some try to pretend
some are done
some fight till the end
while some just
seek for a friend

if everybody was like me.

now.
tell me.
if you look at this closely...
Do you see?
I guess
everybody is
already like me
the real question is
which version of me
do you want to be

I don't know
but I need to know soon
just for my own
cause moon
is coming

I will be reset
when a new day breaks
new scenarios were made
for me to explore
where I still deem
nobody is what they seem

24 hours
to think

burning light, it shades
effortlessly protects me
stay for a moment

Terrible fear, what frightens me?
I’ve forgotten to do something
Time is running out.

We are leaving for Kentucky
Riding the bourbon trail
Getting ready to drive into an endless day.

I want time to be endless
Wrapping around day to night
To night to day

I want one continuous hour
Where I never have to be anywhere
And can decide not to go anyway.

I am getting ready to shed
All things that poison
An otherwise beautiful day.

Om shanti peace walk
Sound bath vibrations
Life does not have to hurt.

Unexpected scenes
July happens to be free
Peace, serenity

Like the victor here
Mighty, strong, and powerful
Slowly, I will be

right before the sun is
dawning when the sky turns
bubble gum pink and darkness
begins to shrink all is

quiet. People snuggling
in their beds like caterpillars in
a cocoon missing the mystery of
this silence before they turn

on autopilot.  They scurry
like mice through walls and
floors going about their daily
chores. I cannot breathe after

eight, when the neighborhood
wakes. I'm like a cake falling in
the oven through the bustle and  
the shuffle and the early morning

hussle. Parents packing up
screaming kids. Watching people with
droopy eyelids clutching onto mugs
of coffee as if their life depended

on the rush of caffeine. How prosaic this
routine! Blaring horns, dogs barking and
men double parking robs me of my silent
reverie that time can only keep.