#soreness
My shoulders are burdened
by the weight of all the lives I'm living.
My head hurts because my neck
supports all the people I’ve become.
Laden with hats, my hair hides
underneath the tokens of every job I do.
Deep within, I still fear that this is not enough.
Will it ever be enough?
Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 7:48 PM UTC
All gargoyles scowl. What is the matter?
These faces will not make things better.
But gargoyles always scowl
Because their haunches howl,
And slipping off their ledge will shatter.
Nov 1, 2024
Nov 1, 2024 at 5:19 PM UTC
existing in this land-sphere quite touch-and-go
when you stare for something that you hope to
when something expects to be with you
until you discern that you obtained neither
things are unreachable on your own limitation
useless is your own notion
to gain nothing is the best way out that you ever made
the excitement is just filled with none nothingness but the soreness
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 9:14 AM UTC
I was tired today.
A long night it was.
He tossed and turned.
I tossed and turned.
The room was hot.
The room was cold.
It seemed the sun rose too soon.
Up the stairs
With Creaky knees.
At least the left hip is not sore yet.
Mind over matter, "Walk. Walk. Walk!"
Commanding myself to Step on the floor surely.
Keep going
Just a few more steps.
Keep it up,"Walk, walk, walk!"
Keep moving hip!
Maybe the pain will go away.
Why am I so sore?
Louis Hayes says,
"Fear of going forward in major decisions.
Nothing to move forward to."
Hum, is this really so?
Yes, I do feel like I am being still.
After all, it doesn't hurt when I am still.
Or does it?
Yet, I keep moving
In spite of my musings.
Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 2:16 AM UTC