The older I get,
the younger I become
Each word a rebirth
—my dreams to outrun
(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)
Falling Short
He should have loved his children
more than himself
He should have shared his dreams
with somebody else
He should have left a trail
that a blind man could find
He should have been more than just
—one of a kind
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Verbal Homicide
Poetry in judgment,
condemner of expression
Poetry in judgment
—killer of truth
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Twin Peaks
My right brain writes the Poetry,
my left brain writes the Prose
Separate but together
—each voice the other knows
(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)
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