Do you ever feel
Like you're a bug?

I mean
Think about it
They get punished
For just existing
And in the world we live in
We are born in to this madness
With the only escape
Being death

Bugs come in all different shapes and sizes
Still bugs nonetheless
But when we see an ant just minding it's business
We step on it
And when we see a butterfly
we take a picture

Bugs get squashed
By people

People get squashed
By people

Do you see what I mean?

My brain has always been aware
That you may take sudden leave
This grey mist is perilous
Slipping would cause only grief

My soul is not lonely
Though it is burning today
Aqua sea foam shame
It whispers "it's OK my lovely, it's OK "

My bones can feel it in them
I will carry this light till my close
I'll linger in memory's regardless
In this bittersweet afterglow

My heart ....
It's a paragraph I'll miss for today
To sad to look in on
To deep to swim away

My being can take and accept this
If your cutting the line
Or just retreating from the fight
Its OK my lovely, it'll be alright

5am and the words woke me
Similes and metaphors
Partial ideas and new twists
It happens now and then
Record some and write other things down
This has been going on for years but more often now
I guess I really am a poet and a writer