Crossing The Line
Time
is a circle
Unbroken
ordained
Inside
or out
Your destiny
— claimed
***
When The Music’s Over
Faithful
to his demons
Jim walked the Rues
Paris
alluring
deception its truth
Consumed
by a fantasy
where darkness can hide
Alone
in the travesty
the drugs — and the lies
***
One Chance
Time waits
for no one
holding their breath
Hearts beat
in sequence
numbered till death
One chance
is given
no seconds or thirds
Fate
the addiction
— shaken not stirred
(Dreamsleep: May, 2026)