Thursday, April 6, 2017

My Natural State

A suit and tie
would say that I
see eye to eye,

that I belong to you,
which isn't true.

I don't
and won't.

So I'll cultivate
my natural state,

I'll wear nothing
and speak
for myself.

6 April 2017



Trajectories

What keeps me awake
is not the stars,
it is the trajectories
of thoughts and visions
that range among them.

What keeps me young
is not what I do,
but what I know.

What keeps me here
is what is dear.

What keeps me there
is an ebb and a flow.

Every poem is a journey
from here to there.

6 April 2017