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Gratefulness

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it hurts, but it hurts good
‘ain’t all pain no good?’ you might say
but hear me out: sometimes,
just out of nowhere, it strikes you
maybe it wasn’t even born too long ago
maybe it has just tasted it’s first blood
but the way with which it hurts you
you just sit back and kind of laugh at it
wondering how genious all this mess is
how beautiful it can be in its own way
and once you are done marveling at it
you just gotta walk the walk
like all living beings gotta do
rub off the tears off your cheeks
be thankful for the ride, the fight, and the scars.


2.19.2022

24 hours

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At first, it’s too long,

Then later, it’s too short.

Just as you’ve turned your 4th page of your moleskin notebook with a pilot G-2 0.5 pen,

It’s 7:30 PM and now you push the floor away from your chest as hard as you can

Then a question arises: “is an isolation a poison?”

Panic sinks in, four limbs plunging in

To the ocean of screens spinning in

The seconds, minutes, hours, and days

But remember, the time won’t stay.

6.15.2020

Vacation

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I need a vacation.

Bitterness in the face of an old glory told
over and over again, renewed
promises of beginnings

I just need to go. Exploding out of this confined space, flaming

every idea with new places. But

an oath had been made under an
Oak tree, far, far long ago.

It’s the reason I must shut
open my eyes in this blizzard of
sharp truths, sameness, and thirst

in spite of

betrayals, disappointments, and accusations.

Remember me not. For I am but one of many struggling souls.

Remember me. For I will arise from this ash.

4.3.2019