her calm, soothing voice.
my indignant response.

after-dinner drink
B&B;, Benedictine
martinis before
beers with
a habitual personality.

I was running
my system of the poisons.
bourbon by myself
becoming my god

how to reflect better his will...
the nature of temptation
the love of earthly pleasures
the love of god
summon the will

freshness
faded
temptation
drink
intense
my body
craved

I ran harder
longer, my body
screaming

momentum on my side
my convictions took shape
the strength of love, the
power of faith, and the
truth

I am the first son
"...you've arrived,"
he said with a smile
"I can throw it to you..."

To heal
is to create

To heal is to create a
new and improved version
of what was left in a pile of
shattered emotions

To heal is to break free
from the chains
that held you back
for so long

To heal is to learn
how to breathe again

To heal is to
feel alive
and to start anew

To heal is to become
a masterpiece;
a mosaic of pain and heartache,
reimagined into the most beautiful
thing to have ever existed

purse your lips, pout, kiss
two universes clash
smash the mirror image
lipstick smeared phone numbers
a heart shaped for love
two names in one
mirrored graffiti hot breath
a finger traces your name.