Crying

Spattered on flat top, scattered tear drop

Splashed, dried and cradled in dust

Memories fortified, forgotten and lost upon a dirty floor walked by many

A picked up penny

One step beyond worthless and held with warmth to be spent and saved

Better to be given away and tasted 

Bitter, sweet, fallen and wasted

Reality's salty, wet and painful fears

...washed away

Dreaming

Closed eyes upon sunshine and a head full of light

I'm awake and living in the back of my mind

A place once dark...now glowing

It's not pretty nor showing

Truthful...maybe

But walking through I'm steady

Unobstructed in the messy room

I'll find my way

Today!

Our Story?

Written words upon a pixel screen

Finger printed board and thought out dreams

Become deleted stories, and played out Tories

Generation of immigrants, mummified and gentrified

Brown, green, white and black blend together into grey

Fall away...away into the dawn

The rising son of man is gone

And what is left but scales, clocks and rulers to measure size and time of a world beyond weight

...undetermined fate

May it be said that we were afraid

The reason for boundaries laid

The Wheels

The car driven by the jowly man...the fouly man

Pushes by the merging vehicles

Wide hipped lady passenger screams in the fat man's ear as they squeeze in front of me

Traffic stops because of their selfish move and gives me time

Time to see the woman at the bus stop press her migraine into her frontal lobe

Her fingernails painted neon peach stab at her forehead

Wheels begin to turn and move as they slowly come off

The loud pear shaped lady and cheeky man rear end the car in front of them and I laugh

I think the fingernail lady just missed her bus...

Bare Truth

The warning signs are peeling from the skins on which they lay

The dangers have past and now we're left to wonder why

"Why did I believe?"

"Why did I fear?"

"Why does it matter?"

The answers do not and the bare skin of freedom remains

To live

To breathe

To feel

To Love

To bare TRUTH

Steve Ludwig 's famous quote

In a world of fools lonely is the fool who knows he's one

Boardwalk Life

We walk the crowded boardwalk and manage not to touch one another yet we are all connected

The beautiful and ugly disappear in laughter

The lights and smells and tastes are silly

Screams in chorus and smiles shared with adrenaline rush along with the painful wait in line

Anxiety is seated as the lap bar comes down secure to hold us captive along a ride parallel to life

We all get on and all get off

The young in us wish to ride it again and for the old in us once is enough