Speculative

Beyond the smile is a barrage of self hate and internal ridicules that make life so lonely sometimes...

with a scheming, loving, and enticing guise
alive and well seeking gullible guys
(once upon...

I see you right in front of me with nothing to grasp

Days that pushes nights to far away to a...

The pattern that love leaves is a brand on the skin. These interwoven marks of pain remind me of what I...

When it all goes away...

Either way it just gets left behind at the end...

Everyone has a...

If you want to Stay Down or Where You Are Go Ahead and Turn The Page...

If you want to Rise Above...

Earlier today March 28th, 2025
(thee hour now fifteen minutes
after eight o'clock at night,...

A surrender to the current is easy .
One must be very brittle, pliant to mold and shape, almost...

Memories painted in my mind in oils and water colors
Some in youthful, happy colors, painted with...

Agitation—Argh! The rage builds steep,
I can’t even dream, I’m deprived of sleep.

They pump...

Initially written March 18th, 2023
and revised exactly two years later
tweaking the poem here...

The weight of your emotions
forgotten in fear and sorrow
In the reflections
That...

We have seen things in the last year...

Eclipses...

Shifts...

Storms...

...

Sitting on paper lines,
watching the universe go by—
Scratch, halt.
The record stops...

M oving away and being astray
felt like I didn’t belong.
Being back home feels
a...

Although love is terribly thought of
By me, like a rejected puppy

By the mother and equally...

though two thousand nine hundred
will be here in seventy five years,
a mere blink of the eye...