Every interaction
another opportunity to tell me
how much I hurt you.
How loving me
makes you a fool.
Please forgive me
for not being swept off my feet
and allowing you
to plunder my depths.

If ever I start to baah and bleet
And start to turn into a sheep
Slap me good and slap me hard
Keep me out of the farm yard
Bring to light the mindless plight
And remind me that I howl at night.

Unidentifiable nomads
Hot-wired
Dancing rootless, lean and hard
In the rhythm of now

Dear Future,
I see you sitting there. Plying at my mind all the time. Undecided. You want something concrete. Security. Only you you don't understand my heart is not on the same page. It's not on the page at all. It is soaring. Riding the wind. The currents. I must be in motion. Always in between arriving and leaving. This is where I thrive. In this breath. The one I'm currently breathing. It is truly all I have and that is everything. I know you don't understand. how could you? You are the future. Ever ahead. Always the horizon. All I can say is one day I will inevitably meet you, upon my death, and o the stories I will have to tell.

It's ignorant
to pray for someone else
to be delivered
from their ignorance
so that they can conform
to your ignorance

When awake in the morning without you next to me
disappointment settles like a thick fog.
You are the first thing I want to see when I open my eyes
and the last thing I want to see when I close them.
When t hose do not occur it throws me in to a wobble.
It reminds me of the lyrics you like so much... "To love is to hate"
I hate when the space next to me is not filled with you.

You turned ME
upside down
          into a WE