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Tuesday, April 18, 2023
Friday, January 13, 2023
Wednesday, May 25, 2022
An Instant
Our invented system
of a linear
marching
mechanical
time
limited to the miniscule
dime a dozen
is so ridiculously
simplistic
All the gods and ghosts
aliens and ancestors
sorcerers and superheroes
laugh in our faces
nose to nose with us
through the veil
of a parallel universe
on the other end of a
collapsing string portal
Lifetimes pack into moments
one trapped lung full will feel like a month
3 sweet days can last a lifetime
or a lifetime can wish for 3 sweet days
inside the tick tock of our maniacal minds
refusing to pause
long enough
to fracture the fractal patterns
that we restrict ourselves to
Fortunately, sometimes
the universe meanders
down another avenue
pulled by a pulse
of magnetic rhythms
and reverberating layers
surfacing the submerged
years of fear and hurt
that only the heart can hear
All it takes
is a decision to break
traditions, habits and systems
of a dysfunctional commitment
to the identity of an island
to an eternity of silence
a refusal of the refusal to say
those 3 little words
that can unravel you
in an instant
Thursday, April 21, 2022
Archimedes
Gratitude is like water
It fills up my heart
and all the things
that were pushed
to the bottom
begin to float
to the top
Displaced to the corners
of my eyes
just like Archimedes said
Stir that up with all the debris
covering the surface
and it gets harder
to see
inside
So, I be a good pool boy
Skimming the skin with a net
Inspecting my catch
like a bad fisherman
Be it rusty hooks
empty worm cans
angry crabs
or skinny
fish
If a heart can be flooded
with a mere daily catch
it appears abundantly clear
The question to ask
is not what
got caught today
but who
shall I ask
to go
swimming
Sunday, April 17, 2022
Birth Day
Uncustomarily, my grandpa followed
“I’m with her.” he said
She kept on walking
“You just try and stop me.” she said
The nurses told her it was past visiting hours
and she was not allowed into the newborn ward
to hold her first born granddaughter
One of my favorite stories
she did not tell me until until she was 93
about when she went to the hospital
to see me
on my birth day


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