Dust motes catch the light
The world sighs in shades of grey
My hand reaches it—
A blue cover, curled edges
One sharp breath, I turn the page

i will dissolve
                    into every window i’ve never looked through
into the faces i passed and never asked their names
i will wear their voices
                                           like wet fabric
and let their lives
               press salt into my skin

i will walk
               barefoot into the golden streetlight
where shadows kneel quietly
                                       beside electric trees
i will open my ribs
                                and let the evening pour in

i will not be me
                              not only
i will bloom
               inside the laughter of someone i’ll never meet
                                                           who once kissed someone i never will
and still
                     i will mean it

i will sit beside oceans
                                     as her
as him
as the child still learning how to cry
and in each breath
                                 i will carry
the hunger
             to feel it all

i will speak
                in unfamiliar tongues
to moons that do not rise for me
                                        and still say
yes

i will press my fingers
              into the dusk
                      until it softens
and teaches me
                                    how to vanish gently

i will love
               like a stranger
like a thousand strangers
                                             each with different hands
and hearts that end
                                  too soon

i will rise
               carrying cities
and regrets
               and a boy who once drew birds in the dirt
i will rise
                       and walk into the last light
wearing every name but my own

and just before the clock splits
                       i will
                                              finally
                                              be.

You were EXPOSED,
You were caught OFF GUARD,
PEOPLE CAN SEE YOU,
and know EXACTLY
WHO YOU ARE,
your COVER IS BLOWN,
the SECRETS of THE UNKNOWN,
The SUSPICIONS, and ALLEGATIONS
of DISCOVERIES are SHOWN,
because
of THE EXPOSURE,
you are seeking DISCLOSURE,
the world is so COLDER,
people are getting so BOLDER,
The lies that you FACE
are such a DISGRACE
The people of the WORLD
are the critics you FACE
UP In your own world
in your own private zone,
JUST YOU BY YOURSELF
JUST YOU ALL ALONE
Is where you were
DISCOVERED
YOU JUST BEEN
EXPOSED!!!


B.R.
Date: 7/16/2025

I like when it storms,
the push and the pull
I'm addicted to the adrenaline and playing who's the fool
I've got a boat to survive the hurricane,
It's a little rickety and there's a few holes but what's love if you can't thrive in the rain?
Sometimes we drown but it's not forever, something about gasping for air makes that first breath of understanding better
I might run from your thunder until I match the beat,
find me in your orchestra-
the very first seat
It's always a shock when my lightning strikes, sudden and bitter and riddled with spite
But the worst part is when quiet comes, can we afford to rebuild or do we leave our land destroyed as it was?