When changing a diaper,
When I’m helping with the bills trying to decipher,
At work while I’m helping a customer,
At night when my wife is putting our son to sleep and he’s getting fuss with her,
When I’m studying for my IT Certifications,
When I’m trying to enjoy a staycation

I guess creative sparks just move about at their own timing and pace,

With minds of their own, they choose the time and place

Hazy
Hard
to
see
through

.

Clouding
your
vision

.

Unable
to
think
through

.
­
A
gas
that
if
left
on

,


can
and
will
burn
everything
down

.
­
All
it
takes
is
a
spark

,

and
your
life
is
gone

.

the fire left sparks on my sleeve
You stood ten feet across from me
on the other side of the flames
they reflected in your eyes
the ocean blue turned arsony
and I could see all our memories
burning

The embers still spark.
I’d mute them with tears,
But oddly everything has dried up.
Everything is either hot,
Or harsh cold.
At this crossroads
I can’t take the middle path
And so I stand frostbitten and burning bright.

You're a lightning shock. It's not a cliche, I mean it literally,
Static electricity, you physically ******* me,
I'm down to earth, keep you grounded, you're a live-wire,
Got me trapped, so I follow you like the Pied Piper,
Can't you see you're charging me? I'm cardiac arrested,
It's battery, and I'm having a heart attack, it's desperate,
But I'll be back, resurrected, you're a defibrillator,
Lips are tasers, this isn't safe but I live for danger.

Hand on my chest, restarting my heart's rhythm,
Arteries risen, you've always been the spark in the system.

A sprinkle of blue sparkle
off the lapis lazuli sky.
A throw of stars
from the full moon night.
We will take in abundance
while rowing the waves
once in the River Nile.

Hear! The crave of oars
breaching the shore.
Reaching out and close
to the pyramid foundation.
That’s scientia is pure rigid
yet so open loose.
One dozen milky ways
can hover in rhythm
over this stony knot!

That doesn’t mean
the Mintaka stars will give
up their shares at all
They will sit on the top.
Without the pyramid moving
a step from the true north.

Between this relative sublunary
and over the moon mural
if and when one spaces up.
The silent Moon takes a pause
humming the prehistoric lullabies.
With a patch of the blue sky
and a starry sprinkle from the night.  
Maybe then we will take a break in
behind the closed doors of the great pyramid!

I often get this feeling
where eyes have come to focus on me
they keep popping up in the dark
like in the cartoons on t.v
the race begins
my heartbeat is almost going faster than my thoughts
but not quite
¨what is your purpose in this mess we call life¨
¨what are you doing
and
what are your goals¨
the list goes on and on
repeating in my mind
am I supposed to want to keep living
all I want to do is shut down
from all these fake expectations
but they´re made up in my head
i
m

f
i
n
e
I just wish I knew
why
why am I alive
to fulfill these expectations
but the ones I made for you
better me
I find it strange when I look into your eyes
I'm not imagining an endless starry night
the world around me doesn´t
f
  r
    e
      e
        z
          e
but when I look at you i can finally
              b r e a t h e
I see a fire in your eyes
not anger, nor fright
but the calming sense of a wild familiarity
a crackling, thriving light
bursting through the cold night
my heart floods with an endless sea of visions
even when your focus seems far off in the distance
I get this feeling every time our
eyes, hands, or lips greet
I feel at peace
resting among the clouds
I feel such a deep affection
it is more than alright
but is it alright for me to say what´s on my mind
what love is this, I cannot say everything enticed behind it
you do not need starry skies or a stomach that´s full of a million butterflies
you shouldn´t have an expectation
and my words don´t need to have diction
I know what´s in my heart is right
and finally, my mind is more than satisfied