Awake on Sullivan Street

I was abruptly awaken from a heavy sleep Out of my slumber passed dreams like a passing train As I dreamed I was back on Sullivan Street Walking creek side with Jimmy Sitting in the library with Ed Raising Hell in Sunday school Bruising our kness  As well as our hearts ~ The phone ringing…

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It goes on…

if you’re a Buddhist, or if you follow Buddhist philosophy then you probably believe that life is temporary. It’s a concept you can argue, but it’s valid none the less. Even as you’re reading these words the world is spinning all around you, and you are a few seconds older. I’d like to share something…

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A Child of Today

Yesterday’s son was angry He longed for attention to take his mind away from his thoughts He oppressed others to make himself feel more real He needed control There is no control Not in this life A life that is temporary ~ Learning of more than himself yesterday’s son finds comfort in nothingness Reaching to…

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My Alter

As the smell of the highway permeates its way through the bus my mind drifts back to our sheets, and the feel of your silky white skin against my body. I begin to ponder all the beautiful pieces of the puzzle that create us. Your smile growing farther away with every mile, over every bridge,…

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Goodnight, Michelle.

She showed up early, by her standards, but the truth is she’s always late. It’s not that she doesn’t try, or that she doesn’t value your time, she just gets distracted. She’s normal, as herself, but what is normal? Here she is though, on time by her standards, showing up with a half full bottle…

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