Reason, Bleeding

The shape of
the burden
carried upon
your shoulders

the state of
the monkey
clinging to
your back

the weight of
the tears
dripping from
your eyes

the volume of
the truth
you hide, the pain
you hold inside

the shade of
your mind
as you go down
for the night

the height of
your deception
the length of
your willingness to go

the words before
they leave my mouth
the thoughts turned action
we cannot take back

the strength of
reason, bleeding
the sharpened points
from A to B

Every Rock

Who has touched every rock?

Sifted every grain of sand

Cleaned every bone of flesh

Who has seen it all?

Felt it all

Kept it all hidden within

Who has tasted foreign fruits?

Inhaled purest ocean breeze

Who is cavalier?

Making rash decisions

On coin toss, sacrificing security

Who buries their fear

beneath the whitest of snow?

Thousands of feet above the tree line

Who is in a state of perpetual bliss?

In love with life and all its gifts

Who is trapped in a box, no oxygen?

Whose hand packed & sealed the way

Who is climbing higher than their own ambitions?

Doing more than standing still

Who is separated from one’s own shadow?

Who is forever living inside it

Who is providing?

And merely breathing?

Who is barely minimum and short of breath

Who am I and who are you

and what are we in scheme of things

What kind of footprint will we leave behind?

And how can we walk out of here alive

What kind of courage have we

When all the world’s gone dry

Note to Self

Spill forth
never mind the carpet
never mind your clothes
spill forth

let it out
never mind pretense
never mind offenses
let it all come out

you’re doing damage
to your brain
your head
is getting soft

you’re doing damage
to your heart
it all inside

you are a stifled geyser
ready to blow
you could be a beautiful star
instead you implode

you feel the pain
deep in your gut
you never trust it

you feel the knife
rusting in between
your ribs
and you focus on it

you forget that
you are a mountain
that you can move
things with your mind

you ignore that
you are important
from matter you came
and you will return

yet you matter
in multiverses
you are a stone
that cannot be displaced

you could be a beautiful star
yet you choose to implode

The Gift

before Christ
what is it I’ve been
doing with my time

speed ahead
why is it I’ve been
losing all my mind

never at rest, a hole
always left in pieces

no reset
wondering what could be
what hasn’t happened yet

when end is near
allotment of time
is not equally distributed

wondering the weight
of worry
how to measure
the stone on chest

how to receive
the wish
the breath

how to alleviate
the pain
wrapped around
the gift