Category Archives: musings

the level is rising
the salt dissolving
as the water laps around
my bushy mound

I can’t stop thinking about
sea levels rising
and how my own vagina
is a complete stranger 

it’s the first day of spring
the ocean is speaking
she wants you to come in
comforting, like a womb thing

sun drenched “driver’s arm”
barefoot to the peddle
full tank of petroleum
gearstick my fifth limb

my soul doesn’t want me to forget
that roaming is my home
I’m aligned when my feet aren’t rooted
permanently to the ground

clean shaven legs
lips stained red
more effort on me
than minutes with you

heels left alone
heavy stale air
full moon silence
resisting fear

are my ears ringing
or is my head filled with noise
tear ducts at capacity
impossible to overflow

walk to run
fours hours later
familiar pavement
different shoes

rolling tarred hills
guide my overdriven mind
rigidly seeking
anything but lonely

intoxicating malt
dreary eyed
concrete tunnel
energy deficient

emotionally addicted
satisfied wants
discarded needs
darkness engulfed

self-disrespected
challenge created
broken glass
power off