A little beauty goes a long way
Especially in the beginning of a new day

I stretch and climb right out of bed
Only to find a mess upon my head

I turn to find your greeting
Your eyes meet mine and a thought occurs
If only fleeting..

The birds begin to sing
As the sun peeks through our window

“Let’s go back to bed” I say.
You stay underneath the covers and respond, “Okay.”

Can I escape ?

The guard laughs

I swallow hard,
a shiver travels all the way up my spine

Can I bear this weight forever ?
Or will I inevitably face my own doom?

I did not choose the bars from which I lie behind,
and yet now I sit staring at them.

They stare back at me and I am finally able to see;

I will not escape.
For my very prison,

is me.

She was so young
And then she was not
He left with no shame
And she was named a *****

a little cat
sprawled out on the windowsill
gray splotches scatter her coat
a kiss of gold brushes her nose

a soft purr
grumbles

stretching her whole body she yawns, flashing her wicked grin

there her dusty green eyes flicker
as they draw to a close

Green grass probes my feet, wrinkling my    
nose
A blue sky lets my eyelids grow heavy      
  longing for rest
Cars swish by
Dusty wheels turn on and on
Old roads never end