crux of want is toil, activation of desire, where long is a void i refuse to enter. instead i wander along the path of true intent. 10.27.17

when i think i trip or stumble, i remember that my heart won’t crumble even if it feels that way; for when life dips, just rest awhile, relax until you find your smile, then stride into the coming day. 10.26.17

while i loathe to be the one who disappoints, leaves a sting; at times i must nip the bud, lest i become trapped again. 10.25.17

mirror, mirror what do you see? can anyone ever equal to thee? for all must bow to kiss your toes; all must listen to what you know. but let me give you a little clue, the only one you love is you. 10.24.17

my limbs they grow, then bear fruit, the birds feast upon me; my toes then spread, roots dig down, worms wriggle beneath me. my hair it flows blown by breeze to entertain the butterflies; gaze grey blue with all i’ve seen sun is nestled in my eyes. 10.23.17