my self : the muse

City Limits

We hide ourselves –

a world of

incandescence –

afraid

we might find

mirrored back –

silent flickering

steady brilliance –

our true face –

we can’t bear to see –

the night sky

our city limits.

8/13/15

Gone Again

If I ever was,

I was –

then gone again.

8/13/15

We Lost Less

Somewhere we lost

that doing well

could be doing, well –

less

than could be done;

and somewhere we found

that doing every more

could make us feel, well –

more

than we were before;

but only just,

for

more for more

leaves less-

and less for more

leaves us –

wishing we did

what we’d done before.

8/11/15

What I Left

Gone beyond –

the satisfaction

of unwilled emptiness.

A blank page

left to the world.

8/10/15

City (in)Sanity

City sanity requires

syncopated minds

our body can’t hold

8/10/15

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.