If you can’t hold on others secrets with you, better stop listening to them.

she laughs into her girlfriend's shoulder
but watches me like a secret
like she's holding her breath-
a sigh of relief
in the shape of something new
and i see it-
the way her smile trembles
when our eyes catch,
like she's just met a truth
she wasn't looking for,
as she turns back to her girlfriend
the girl
who isn't me.

I stretch beyond what eyes can see,
A boundless realm of sand and sea.
So vast, so still yet never bare,
A silence breathing everywhere.

I shimmer calm beneath the sky,
But hold a thousand storms nearby.
At times I whisper, soft and slow,
At times I rise, and roar, and throw.

I don't ask to be explored,
Nor beg the brave to seek my core.
I simply am too wide to bind,
Too deep for most to even mind.

They stand in awe along the shore,
And claim they've seen what I restore.
But all they see is surface blue,
A surface hiding what is true.

Some dip their toes, then flee the chill,
Some surf my waves, chasing the thrill.
They ride the rhythm, skim my face,
Yet never touch my shadowed place.

And then the divers come with pride,
With lungs like iron, eyes stretched wide.
They plunge with lights and fragile charts,
To chase the secrets in my heart.

They dive so deep their spirits strain,
Convinced they've touched my farthest vein.
But still I stretch, unknown, profound,
No end in sight, no solid ground.

And slowly, spent, they rise and drift,
Their courage dims, their will grows weak.
They whisper soft, “Too vast to keep,”
Then fade away, in silence deep.

Yet I remain the silent sea,
Not empty, but too deep to see.
A depth not meant for every soul,
A truth too wild to grasp in whole.

We both sat in different cities when our conversation started,
not chasing sparks,
just tired souls
looking for soft places to rest.
No promises hung in the air,
no games, no veiled agendas—
just a quiet click,
like puzzle pieces long lost
now found in the same box.
You asked what I’m passionate about,
and I didn’t hold back.
You didn’t flinch at the messy parts.
You shared your own—
not for pity, not for drama,
just truth,
and I listened like I’d been waiting
to hear you all my life.
We laughed about bad jokes,
Talk over what we each had for dinner,
traded secrets like childhood treasures
buried too deep for most to see.
For once, I didn’t feel like explaining myself
was a chore.
And you—
you didn’t try to fix me.
You just listened,
like you knew the weight of it too.
I don’t know where this is going—
if anywhere.
But for tonight,
your voice is a light in a room
I forgot needed one.
And that’s enough.

Above the horizon
A canopy      
          So dark
Words cannot separate

Even when in
      Negative image

The single full stop
                              Of a moon
             Gives nothing away

where the hell am I
I don't recognize this place
we are led like cows to slaughter
blind to this disgrace
we take their poisons with a grin
while they get filthy rich
they play us like a lab of rats
then kick us to the ditch
our taxes buy their mansions
the market is their bank
they wallow in their sick perversions
their eyes are dark and blank
this is the final scene
where we proceed or wave the towels
do we let these ******* get away
or feed them to the cows