be kind to yourself.

even on days
when life seems like
an hourglass
there is always time
to find solace
in your inner peace

she moves her body
from couch to bed
undresses
shirt to chin to floor
knows every scar
and freckle constellation
and the square on her left arm
she got from a bandaid
dances
naked in her underwear
to blood-flown beats
that only she can hear
builds fires
from yesterdays news
climbs trees
like its her day job
makes climbing trees her day job
she is cool
as a ******* cucumber
writes poems
to a lover
she found in a mirror
tucks herself in
like she always has
and always will
and always will be
me.

Far from home but never far

The sun is going to rise
Pretty soon,
the flowers will bloom
the trees greet with open arms
the birds hum and the bees buzz
farmers start planting and watering
people start running around for errands
machines start buzzing
cars start driving
and the river starts flowing downstream

It's almost going to end
But pretty soon,
the sun is going to rise
after the long and silent night
everything will start moving
like the sun

It’s so simple and sweet
To savor the simplicity
When you let your mind retreat
Surrounded by serenity
With a sense of feeling complete
Minds can be messy, cluttered, and muddled
Do yourself a favor
Center your attention on the explanation most likely to be
Occam’s Razor
Clarity is the key

Discipline is not taught in a day

what am i trying to say
what am i trying to do
why am i here today
pouring myself out to you

i guess i don't need a reason
needed someone to listen
even if it's out of season
that's not the way i am leaning

i've had enough of my thoughts
wish i could be a robot
something that can shutdown
and will never frown

but that's not very healthy
in any case it's not stealthy
i tried to sneak around the issue
leave it in my rear view

but the reflection's still there
and sometimes i'm still scared
afraid of something real here
never given a real cheer

another beer, drown the fears
liquid courage with no tears
ain't no purpose here
i know that is clear

whatever needs done
i hope i figure it out
i'm the only one
who can hear my shout

if i need to take walks
or someone to talk
it's a part of a plan
for now, just what i can

this isn't a letter
it's a manifesto
to someday feel better
without too much hassle

this is not a revolution
just my resolutions
things i need to sort out
now that i've got my words down

little by little
i think everything changes
little by little
i won't be the same