Category: Human Condition


Wanting to be known,
God sees me, my aching heart.
It is well, my soul.

I turn off the light-
boldly rushing,
the night, slams into
the room, no social distancing here,
rudely interrupting,
this elegant foray.
bright moments
linger today,
cheering, a guffaw-
cast aside, by
impatient night.

Between 9-5, I
will be, AT PEACE.
I will be SUDDENLY
JARRED AWAKE,
AT TWO. no. Three,
in the morning.
A FEAR will
O V E R T A K E
me.
Eyes will dart,
back and forth
forth back and forth,
Wondering…

A man dreams
midnight, sheltering
sultry bedfellows
bedazzling
beauties, sing,

“X to the 9,
leave it all
behind, sail
as one, to
the none,”

I stop and think,
of days in the drink-
of mirrored brews,
these tears of old,
shed and trodden
through-

Days in the black,
feel so very
red- each wasted
moment, arterial
fed. Toss, and
turn,
midnight exegesis;
a man
dreams, midnight…