Black Mold (+2)

Intellectual larceny

the academic elite

Immune from indictment

inured and effete

They swing their false knowledge

like weapons to maim

The truth left in ashes

— their lies to inflame

(Septa R5: February, 2024)

Cyphers Brief

Complex thoughts

need simple words

The meaning foremost

verse to show

The mind expands

new seeds put down

Cross pollinated

left to grow

The soil fertile

just sun and rain

As fields once fallow

rise anew

The world awaits

each problem solved

In cyphers brief

— with letters few

(Rosemont College: January, 2024)

Cold Feet

You’ll never find out

where you might have gone

If you don’t leave

where you’ve been

You’ll never approach

who you might become

If you change

with every whim

You’ll never discover what’s

over the hill

With both feet stuck

in the sand

You’ll never discern the

right from the wrong

Indecision

—your command

(The New Room: January, 2024)