I spoke my consciousness into the wind,
—eternity to hear
My past, present, and future lives,
eternal, divorced from the fear
Days grow short, my story on hold,
the Muse taking shelter inside
Reports dire, as verses alight,
—the truth in a death match with lies
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)
Your Heart To Own
Will vision trump
conjecture
Can a wish
your fear dethrone
Does belief
control your will
Until love,
—your heart to own
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)