you welcome your demons to join you at the table but not partake. unrestrained yet inert, you keep them in the light so as to not forget their presence or participation in your journey. slippery duality of self, sweet yet acrid; soft while razor sharp, you learn to feed on the light and embrace the …

in the vortex between potential and fear i tiptoe in brilliant light, flooding the crevices and corners lest i should miss a clue, still smiling with the promise that the darkness will always contain a shaft of light 7.8.17

trees, dried and misshapen like arms of an old woman reaching out to clutch you; fallen limbs in the sand bleached by the sun, scattered like bones after a bloody feast 7.7.17

sweet chemical attraction we meld, effortlessly, with comfort of long knowing plus spark of sheer desire all falls away edges blurry, just you meshed with me, in this moment of more 7.6.17  

pen to paper while coffee brews, bitter elixir, i await its potency, drinking in the calm of a quiet house, all under the spell of slumber while i plot my day and smile until your arrival. 7.5.17