stuck inside this shell of mine
I look inward at it’s design
craftily built like a canoe for one
carving the river like a knife
the inner workings invisible
to the naked eye
heartbeat & conscious thought
maintaining its own world order
what once stayed afloat in water
will eventually take to flight
if not as a last resort
then by the will of its very self
july two thousand twenty-three
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within your water
within your very air
the god gene embedded
deep in your DNA
there is good reason
why you feel so comfortable
inside your own skin
—on occasion
an even greater feeling
experiencing
separation
july two thousand twenty-three
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she speaks to me
in a language
only I understand
it’s been like this
since before I was born
she ignores me
when I’m angry
and comforts me
when I’m somber
abandons me
when I’m selfish
and believes in me
when I’m sincere
even though I’ve
treated her unfairly
on many occasion
she’s always given me
the benefit of the doubt
having loved me the length
of so many lifetimes
may two thousand nineteen
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freedom means nothing
unless opportunities live
outside the body
body snatchers
I have no time for
but those mind snatchers
I want to meet them
outside my moonlit window
those dreams you keep having
the ones keeping you up at night
how long do you think
they’ve been keeping you alive
and how long before
you can convince them
to take me with you
march two thousand sixteen
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