Perhaps a damp sponge
Will wipe night terrors-

Expunge trace of Moon
To slip beneath Sun

Erasing memory, making
Flat a sorry curvature

Of this rough-edged,
Rotating ball.

Trading a violence of
Sapiens

For the calm of
Shimmering Dawn

The dread for tomorrow
Is almost
As bad as tomorrow itself

I am so mad
And I know anger is other emotions wearing a mask
So here are they:
Sad
Hopeless
Depressed
Frustrated
Scared
And more that don't even have words
Mostly them

isn‘t it funny
how you turn your actions
into my fault

The intense urge
To tell you what you've done to me
And how terrible you are
Yet
I just bite my tongue

the art of waiting
breathe in, breathe out —
one day at a time.

craving for thai food
spicy clear tom yam soup
eat with rice.

What fault did you find in me?
Why do you treat me like you don’t know me?

You made me cry with your words,
Forgetting the imagery we painted together!

I desire nothing from you,
Just remember, I still love you the same!

Whether you look at me or not,
I always follow your shadow everywhere.

The door is slowly opening
I can hear the hinges creaking
As it is forced to move.
What pagan wind invades
The solace of this silent chamber
To move what has grown stationary
In the effort to hold back
The machinations that are
Fluttering like brazen banners
On the brightly gilded lances
Of the mavens of decay
           ljm