Embrace

soothing touch
of gentle fingers

softly caressing
wanting skin

comforting embrace
warms our hearts

we lie together
against the storm

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The Painful Walk

I endure
the painful walk.
By broken homes
and empty houses
through deferred dreams
and broken promises
I endure
the painful walk.
By forgotten graves
and smug faces
through credit cards
and grinning bankers
I endure
the painful walk.
By sweat shops
and corrupt corporations
through my allegiances
and misconceptions
I endure
the painful walk.
By our abusers
and their financers
through the streets
and the crowds
we endure
the painful walk.

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Drift Away

dull droning voices
regurgitate drained doctrines

devoured by droves
of undiscerning disciples

but i cannot see
and i cannot hear

dissecting the dogma
my decision dawns

i must drift away
down current

where i am free
to dissipate

The Muses

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Like melodious music

The wistful words

Of ghostly muses

Whisper wisdom to me

Inspiring my imagination

Directing me onward

I am not alone

You are not alone

We are not alone

The world is alive

The muses are alive

We all are alive

We need only to listen

Without judgment

Or senseless division

To hear the music

And the message

Of all our muses

Frozen Heart

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Cold breath
expels outward
as I step out
on an icy morn.
Frosty air engulfs
my senses
sending shivers
up and down my spine.
The coldness seeps inward
encasing my heart in ice.
It pumps frozen blood
up and down my veins
and I coolly continue
to capitalize the world.

The First Sliver of Light

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        As the first sliver of light appears from beyond the horizon, I sit and ponder while the world lights up. The fiery orb in the sky slowly rises bringing unobscured luminosity to the morning sky. It’s light now, so I prepare to write.

        I am ready. I’ve been waiting for a long time. My fingers begin their familiar dance. Back and forth they move whirling up and down the keyboard. Words begin to appear on the screen. It is then that I know that I am back.

        The day has begun and my mind is clear. The time is now. Always now. No more waiting. No more purgatory. I inhale the cool morning air then slowly exhale. I am where I have always been, where I belong, and where I will always reside. I am home.