Torturedby the husking fruitless
Dailycrush of energy marauders
Vexing,ever vexing and
Flexingbrawny sinuous flesh,
Flauntingfaux powers in feckless faces.
Pitythe fools.
Iclose my eyes,
Lowermy expectations and
Waitfor sweet dreams
Toinvade my property.
Ofttimes comes easy,
Approachingangelic.
Thebully backs down
Lookingelsewhere for folly.
Prisonbars soften and the gates open wide
Asvelveteen breezes offer their wings
Leavingme free to escape to Nirvana
Wherehoney flows free
Androses e’er bloom,
Andthoughts are but whispers
Bornon the wind.
Iwill linger here a while to
Followthe dream,
Seizethe ring.
Nomisgivings for time well spent.
Published on March 29, 2024 02:21