The beginning
of the end
The end
of the beginning
To look
and not see
A desperate
path
To start
what can’t finish
Destroying
tomorrow
When eyes
remain closed
The future
— uncast
(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)
One
I’d gladly take
one verse
ill written
Than a tome
explicit
with words
unfelt
I’d gladly take
one moon
still distant
Than a sunrise
hidden
by rain
that pelts
I’d gladly take
one real
good tiding
Than a score
of praises
that slap
my back
I’d gladly take
one heart
on fire
Than a million
minds
no souls
— attached
(Villanova University: June, 2025)