I left my demons by the fire

it diminished gently

overlapping skies, ripples of
light shifting into rainfall
the impenetrable gray

I ripped pages out of my heart
burned philosophy by the book
stories that made my spirit lame

those diabolical words break,
whispers turning into ash


I left my demons by the fire
for the rain
and its cascade



Out of the state of being paradoxical, we try to make sense of ourselves, to put together a narrative that we can verbalize, but human nature is a paradox, logic and heart is a paradox, the Self and our Desires is a paradox. Ultimately they are all parts of ourselves that make us who we are, different spaces that we inhabit depending on the given moment and circumstance.

some songs are sung

when love scurries
towards the edge
a fist fails to catch the wind
the cliff-bound, faraway cries
drowns in itself as it
at the laughing sky–I look up

to meet the night’s eyes
tears soft as a lonely feather
fall like kisses on my cheek
the blur of starlight,
though fractured
by life’s lecture
once again
chooses to be brighter–and know that

though my throat dries, parched
from the pale laborious singing
that uses me up sometimes
it anchors me down
like gravity anchors me
anchors me down
sustains a breath, so true
a thriving beat grouped in twos
in, out; in, out
and in
a song in reverse,
heard or unheard
it sings its way back
back to my starlit soul

when you close your eyes

when your eyelashes
sleep at the bottom
of your eyes like caterpillars

are you waiting for time to pass by
are you trying to catch it by its tail
are you hoping for truth
to open its petals like a blossoming flower
are you dreaming so you can be
awake, so you can be alive?

my friend, don’t waste a single second
each one of your breath is worth more
than any promised future moment–
is your heart not beating
is it not overflowing with the stuff of life
are you not present in your body
are you not real
are you not a human

when you close your eyes
do you not exist
in this very moment?


want to be a lantern
that lights up
the path

want to be a fire
that burns
in the dark

want to be the star
that points
to the North

want to be the sun
that nourishes
the earth

want to be a glorious beat
that pulses through
the Heart of the Universe

and can I not wish
for a light that travels fair
and far

and can I not wish
for a world where light travels
faster and further
than the reach of the dark

and if by wishing I could undo
what has been done
then there would be no more nightmares
for in a blink of a heartbeat, they shall be gone