Life is like a hourglass,
Never even,
Always clicking out,
Never stable.
I want to get to it's top,
But the curves make me fall,
Down and beneath it all.
Wanna become like it's kind,
Narrow neck always pined.
But never attained in the hands,
While the thoughts turn into sands,
Is life all about running errands?

raced through the night
to arrive on time
had no choice
just went to sleep
and woke
to another place, in space.

Can you dare to be anymore absurd
i wish to cry, but I had to laugh
what forced you to be so rough and tough
what made you be so huffed up?

I look at my smile, it is twisted
Frowned upon by onlookers, unfitted
Gruelsome fate, cruel some off late
Paraded, lamenting about the fate.

The cold moon breaks through the crevices
and where do I hide?
there's nothing to haunt my mind
but only the guilts inside.

Told not to venture into the night
I braved in the power of moonlight
where every shadow was a ghost
every dark nook a lost coast.

If I had someone with me
it wouldn't be all that scary
but I left them on the way
thinking I wouldn't need them anyday.

The loves I betrayed
the souls I traded
descended behind the tree
like the waning moon.

Before long the dark would devour me
knowing, I moved down with the moon
with none but the sighs on my side..

The derelict offered no place to hide.

Stiffened by wind the
Canvas White
Glows on glittering
Scales of
Shallow Sea,
Salted against ice,
Resisting decay
Through sheer, restless
Movement.

All else is Blue-
Homeric
Wine-dark banished,
A brilliance of
Sun-Flowered-Yellow
Lights the view.

I sent this postcard with
Puppy love and
Grandchild
From Palmy beach,
Mother.

You demand a
Spreadsheet