Too Close / Too Far (+2)

Too close to the flame…

   too far from the light

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

Our Fated Selves

Folding in to convention,

Sealed in creases of acceptance,

Maligned and misled

By the false promises

Of a stolen heart,

We chase the white whale

Of validation

Into waters of denial…

  ‘Fury—the rallying cry

   of our vengeful spirit

   Hate—the jilted lover

   of our fated selves’

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)  

Master Or Ghost

Are you the hero

  in your recurring dream

Or the victim

  of a life undone

Are you the ambassador

  for all you esteem

Or a fugitive

  —a soul on the run

Are you a real friend

  beyond trial and strife

Whose allegiance

  now stalwart defends

Are you the true master

  of all your desires

Or the ghost

  —of what sleep can’t befriend

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)