suffering
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Behold the Man
There is something lurking which means me no harm, but wants to see me. It is the unknown demand of the future, the stage. It is the audience and cameras which demand a performance- the performance…
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Blind Commitment
When there is no right or wrong answer, there is only convenience and investment. A particularly free spirit could accommodate their own tendency to step off the plane of the world, pursuing a song true to…
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A Trick of the Light
It is easier to forgive myself for giving up hope than for struggling to find the words to wish it farewell. I would sooner be a poet than a living thing. Still, I breathe. I want…
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Take From Me
In the low hum of my home, I hear footsteps. I watch the crack of my door for roaches and crickets. I stare at the dark parts of the house when I move past them. I…
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A Distant Spring
The culling of my heart draws near with autumn, and the pain arrives gently with the first signs of death. These broad and storied leaves, these dutiful flowers, have spent their worth in service of another…
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On Writing
Edited from excerpts of 12/7/23 – Continued Thoughts on Learning What a painful and inefficient way to grow and learn it is, to be corrected by a faceless, general audience. And this is my lot because…
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A Chance Encounter
We spoke of things which I knew, and I knew everything that we discussed. Only the perspective was new. Yet afterward it was as though I understood the depth of what I knew. The ground opened…
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Dew of My Heart
I would like to become a wise old man And I listen and seek experience, to help me become wise But I feel like I am holding my head inside of a raging fire, and bringing…
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Litany on Potential
Potential is not the metric of a life in this moment. It is always beyond, always ahead. There is no end in sight to my potential, or to anyone’s. My life will not be the end…
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Grey Hairs
One should refrain from practicing philosophy until one has grey hairs. By the same nature as evolution, self-importance, acceptance of fate, self-delusion and valuation of the status quo are the tenets of worthless old men, all…
