come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
broken shards of mirror,
it looks your blade that splintered
finally made the cut
deeper than this thick skin; but
do I hate you?
no, not quite; not you
we’ve danced in this ring
burning everything to win
this lonesome journey
everyone else loath to query
it’s been a good fight
see you next time
3.15.2022
to a large brown bear
dancing down the dark Berlin road
I’d say: “sing it!”
to a lone gray wolf
strolling in a lonely golden New York City
I’d say: “bite it!”
let our dreams feel real
let our hopes stay alight
3.10.2022
그녀의 노래를 들었다.
그녀와 이야기하고 있는 동안엔
심드렁했던 마음이
주춤주춤 춤을 추기 시작하더니
그녀만을 바라는 해바라기가 되었다
참 웃기지 아니한가
가지려면 가질 수 없고
버려질 것을 감수하면 얻을 수 있다는게
참 무섭지 아니한가
괴롭고도 고통스러운 길이
오직 살길이라는 사실이
I listened to her playlist.
my heart, that remained indifferent
when talking to her
started little bit by bit to dance
eventually becoming a sunflower
gazing towards her only
isn’t it funny
things you grasp onto will escape away
but things you let go will come to your side
isn’t it frightening
this painful and fearful path
is the one and only path to survival
3.6.2022
if you could dance
how would you dance?
would you risk everything
and throw yourself to the floor?
would you take your time
and lean in to the earth’s pull?
would you hold onto someone
and sail together to the rhythm?
would you hop, bounce, spin, and tap
to the signals of the world acquiesced by all?
I wonder.
I wonder.
2.7.2022
keep your head held high
even as your fellow men blame you
keep striking that red hot iron ore
of your dream and your ambition
even if it dissipates like a sandcastle
no matter how dearly you loved that woman
who turned you down like a squashed bug
believe that there will be one who see you as you are.
no matter how many woman reject you
believe that there will be the one who accepts your hand.
no matter how foolish your actions of the past were
forgive yourself and accept yourself
learn and rise. never forget to rise again.
12.30.2021
can we just pause this world
imagine a world without
a stronger man and a weaker man
and just picture where
we can just talk about the art
of living?
can we push aside this anxiety
and shame of stupidity
and for once, ask the question
what are we all doing here?
so I say, my brother
we hold this glass to
yellow street light
and talk of this woman
we’ll drink to.
12.12.2021
her hair ruffled like a city mice
her eyes glimpse deep through the lies
you try to feed her no matter
you explain it’s for the better
she dances among the shadows
when the party is lively
but goes to the lakeside shallows
when no one is looking silently
as the night lingers for long
I wonder what took her song
12.10.2021
let there be love,
not the cheap kind,
but one with freedom
imbued with honey
matured with warmth
of those working arms
let there be love,
not the showy cold one,
but with softness with
likeness of furs of a chubby
white Angora kitty
let there be love.
12.5.2021
like handling a crown made of snow flakes,
like catching a zooming dragonfly,
I dance with a tempo
one step slow, one step fast
parrying one side and lunge at the other
it’s a delicate fight,
a negotiated silent dance
we’ll parry all night.
10.13.2021
Glowing flowers amongst the darkness,
Nevertheless refuges indulging laziness.
Dancing among nubile effervescent globes,
Fearless flare arises amongst the grass.
Rise, dear moon. Rise ever higher
6.18.2020
Ralph with Coffee 
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