In and out of Hell she went
For the Heaven she searched for
Didn't exist

Writing the formality
scribble the nonsensity
searching for solitary
hoping of fleeting
from the bind
that knots up
the chamber of the heart

Screaming into the void
as the bind tighten the throats
only way out-
is waiting to be heard
More than so,
it is only broken
once the soul inside awaken

Silence speaks, a whispered sigh.
The ears can't hear unless you try.
What's so is bliss, so is the night.
A chance to see, but with what eyes?
I take to sea in search of sight, only to return a dim light.

As I reach for the bits that still linger
I pray that I can piece together the puzzle
that splintered in the cold winter last year.

Now the chills sweep and my bones begin to shudder
I yearn for a fire, to wake this buzzing brain
to pull apart the pieces, and form a working heart.

for the dilation
I search
for the expansion
For I wish
that when you look at me
your pupils
show me more
then what you have said.
Have I already
shown that to you?

Will there be that moment
silence
but meaning
in your eyes.
Will your body
give yourself away?
Or am I
Hopelessly waiting

I’ve been looking,
through glass windows,
reflecting city lights
of the night life.

Strange phantasms
pass like distorted
carnival glasses,
mind mirrors broken
from the harsh words
spoken.

I’ve been searching,
seeking the smiling hearts
of brave angels
who face hateful strangers
that are full of poison,
and spitefully spitting
sick syllables,
possibly contagious,
as they go
instantly viral.

I’ve been watching
cops stopping
particular people,
seen one to many
real life movies
that end in tragedy,
and in observing
the hurting
of children
and elderly folks
I have fallen
to tears of rage
and anguish.

I’ve been wondering
if in my wanderings
seeing this sideshow spectacle,
of disrespectful,
cruel, and hateful
authoritarians,
have I found the true face
of America?

why do i feel
like i'm always searching
like i'm never complete.

what is it
that i'm missing the whole time
is it something or someone.