What good do swimming lessons do
For men already drowning?
One outstretched arm lends far more aid
Than 1000 kind words sounding.

Electricity-
I can feel it in my veins
When you are near me.

A fire is a tricky thing --
We set it burning in a ring
and, mesmerized, we feed its flames
Pretending it can be contained.

All it takes is just one cinder,
Set upon some naked tinder,
To create a blaze, just as hot,
And render, thus, a barren spot
From fertile lands, once lush and green.
Doomed to perish within a dream.

The ghosts of men I could have been
Still haunt me.
Their words and deeds plant endless seeds
That taunt me.

I lie awake at night and stare
Transfixed
At the ceiling in the darkness as
A thought a though a stupid thought
Assaults my hapless mind.
This stupid, pointless, inane thought,
Takes hostage of my mind.

I cant help but think and think and think
This thought that keeps and keeps me from
The sweet the sweet the oh so sweet
Oblivion of sleep.
It’s bouncing bouncing bouncing
‘Round my troubled little mind.

If I can’t sleep — I can’t I can’t —
What havoc it will wreak.
This little thought. This empty thought.
This dream without the sleep
Will underscore a little more
Insanity, I think.

I get drunk on you.
Your presence leaves me
Intoxicated.

The simple beauty
of an uncarved block of stone
is almost sublime.

To be everything
and nothing at the same time --
God is in the stone.

If you were a song
I would put you on repeat
till the tape wore out.

I had another dream where I was an
Immortal.
Undying, I decided to wear
pants on my head.
Nailed it.