Run To Me

run to me
right here and now
jump into my arms

or hobble
there, whenever
gently touch my hand

I will know
just what this means
my lips will be yours

run to me
run to me
run to me


Written: September 1, 2017 – 10:00am

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The Largest Lie

no love lasts forever
that’s the largest lie there is
though you feel it in your…
it’s just oxytocin bliss

just can’t quite remember
oh, so long ago, that kiss
you wanted nothing more
no one else’s love, just his

but time jumped—there to here
now he’s someone you don’t miss
no love lasts forever
that’s the largest lie there is


Written: 5-4-2017 at 1:00am

As You Photosynthesize

as you photosynthesize
I sit and contemplate
that which resides behind my eyes
of which my mind is made

you do not think these thoughts of mine
for you do not have brain
to roots and leaves you are confined
but you survive just the same

and what do I do with my life
as the air—you generate?
ponder? question? philosophize?
sit in silence? waste away?

I will not excuse myself or lie
I do procrastinate
as I fill my head with spacetime
and imaginationscapes

while you bask in sunshine
I traverse alien terrain
swim through golden mellow skies
and dance in diamond rain

so, by all means, photosynthesize
while I sit and contemplate
I’ll find some time to organize
maybe next week (that sounds great)


Written: On the porch of NewTweakville 7.28.2016

I Am Alive

Sometimes I wake up and I am almost overwhelmed by the idea that I am alive. This feeling lasts only for the very first few seconds upon waking. The concept that my time is limited fills me. Don’t get me wrong, I am never upset or disturbed by this notion. Rather, I take into consideration how lucky I am to experience and to recollect my experiences in the quality and quantity that I am able to.

Life is, it seems, an inevitable outcome of the complexity of motion. The framework of life is built on, around, and within various moving systems. Running, breathing, laughing, eating, driving, churning butter. Sperm swimming. Planes crashing. Rain falling. Planets orbiting. Atoms bonding. Time. You and me.


Written: 2010

The Hourglass

time’ll slip and slide away
through the hourglass’s hole
every thing disintegrates
given eons—all grows cold

but do not fear—come what may
stand tall! think! be bold!
and though the end may not be nigh
we still should cherish those we hold


Written: 4-24-2016