Posted in New Work, Poetry, Random, Thoughts and Ruminations

Stay Lit

Sometimes,
the spliff don’t
stay lit
when you dropping knowledge.

So basically,
it goes out when
output becomes greater than intake…

The cherry loses its fire,
and the tree
stops pulling.

Sometimes I think our brains are essentially just unusually-shaped blunts.

 

15 October 2019
Posted in New Work, Poetry, Random

Journal

My journal’s running out of pages

and I don’t have a new one…

Mild natural disaster;

But my world is my journal –

So I’ll write my stories

into the words I speak

and the goals I work

to accomplish.

I’m running out of pages

and patience,

but I always

have words.

Posted in New Work, Poetry, Thoughts and Ruminations

Playing Fields

If women
aren’t smart enough,
responsible enough,
capable enough,
tough enough,
or even…

simply not good enough

to level the playing fields
of men,
then why is it
they’re entrusted with
educating children and adults alike,
responsibility for their welfare,
deemed capable of shouldering
everyone else’s bullshit;

Given the strength and toughness
to create and bring forth
life,
and
consideredย good in every way
but the one
that enables them
to stand equally
and individually
among men
?

Posted in New Work, Poetry

Regret

Often,

I fight with my own regret

that I never seem to

have the right words to say

when I most need to say them…

Later, they come to me

as I rehash and replay it all

in my mind…

Personal tortures

are always the most unkind.